C : Marie, she’s got no one to see
tied in her fantasy
wrapped up in ecstasy
she got me like a fool
I ain’t that type of cool
Holding tight for more
the new type of whore
R : And I don’t know
If it’s cold in all her face
And I should go
Even though if it’s no race
And you can go
Where you’re hiding all your hate
And you should go
Somewhere near the coldest state
C : I ain’t that type of cool
Holding tight for more
The new type of whore
She got me like a fool
« Oh holding down like it’s so cool »
I ain’t that type of cool
« Oh crying up for something new »
Hold tight for more
« Holding down like it’s so cool »
The new type of whore
« Crying down like it’s so cool
In my whole town »
Hmm
R : And I don’t know
If it’s cold in all her face
And I should go
Even though if it’s no race
And you can go
Where you’re hiding all your hate
And you should go
Somewhere near the coldest state
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