Da, da-da-da
Da-da-da, da-da-da-da
Da, da-da-da
Da-da-da, da-da-da-da
Da, da-da-da
Da-da-da, da
I got that grease in my hair
You see me moving at the
Speed of a snail
I give you side eye because
It's rude to stare
Your moves are whack and you know
I do not care (I do not care)
I do not care
You're so L.A
Just by the fit of my crewneck
At the matinee
First shot, call it Russian roulette, yeah
Looking for an escape
Gemini two-faced
Catch me on the worst day
Fuck me on the first date
We could make the sunset, still
Your front seat looks like a landfill
You say it's usually never like this
I say you blend in with Venice
Went to the place where the
Music's your taste and the
The line refused to move
I got that grease in my hair
You see me moving at the
Speed of a snail
I give you side eye because
It's rude to stare
Your moves are whack and you know
I do not care (I do not care)
I do not care
Da, da-da-da
Da-da-da, da-da-da-da (I do not care)
Da, da-da-da
Da-da-da, da-da-da-da (I do not care)
Da, da-da-da
Da-da-da, da-da-da-da
Da, da-da-da
Da-da-da, da-da-da-da
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