Bittersweet, beetlejuice
Bitter me, how sweet of you to
Ask if I'd be your muse
And go and paint me blue
You turned my one-of-one to our one-of-two
On Jamaica Avenue getting it tattooed, 'cause
You make me feel what
No other man could do
Lust and desire
You lure me to the flame, near your fire
You call me Miss Mariah, then say
With your last name, it might sound a little nicer
Ooh, he got game, sister
And he always wanna play, sister
It seems so strange that I love him
He gon' drive me insane
You gon' be the one to
Take me to my grave, mister
'Cause you'll lie to my face
And then you'll say that even Jesus forgave
Then we'll drive to your place
And you'll make love to me
While we're listening to Blonde by Frank, mmh
Put on that "Godspeed," like you a godsend
And I'll bask in every single moment
Then you'll take me to the peak of your mountain
And then you'll tell me to drink from your fountain
But it's just bittersweet, beetlejuice
Silly me, how weak of you to
Do me wrong, and to your amusement
I'll buy your excuses
You know my daddy said, "Don't you play the fool
You better cut it short, 'cause he gon' cut it loose, girl
Only a fool would hold a grudge over old news"
But the last time I seen your face was in Atlanta
And I knew that she had took my place because you vanished
We grew distant like you left me on an isolated planet
I'd rather die than be abandoned by you
'Cause you know I didn't love you for the money
Only your sugar and my honey 'cause it was so sweet
But if you never even loved me
Then my heart will never skip a beat
When you lie to my face
And then you'll say that even Jesus forgave
Then we'll drive to your place
And you'll make love to me
While we're listening to Blonde by Frank, mmh
Put on that "Godspeed," like you a godsend
And I'll bask in every single moment
Then you'll take me to the peak of your mountain
And then you'll tell me to drink from your fountain
But it's just bittersweet, beetlejuice
Bitter me, how sweet of you to
Ask if I'd be your muse
And go and paint me blue
And I don't understand why you're so short-fused
Always walkin' 'round with your attitude, but
Only a fool would hold a grudge over old news
Lust and desire
You lure me to the flame, near your fire
You call me Miss Mariah, then say
With your last name, it might sound a little nicer
Ooh, he got game, sister
And he always wanna play, sister
It seems so strange that I love him
He gon' drive me insane
He gon' be the one to
Take me to my grave
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