Thug City – Dance Gavin Dance – letras

First it’s the casting call, but I’m playing basketballMy wife she notifies that I missed a call on my phoneNow why are you snooping, when you should be cookingIf you read my texts one more time!If you fill the pageant bowl I will be masterfulWell full of liquid comedy, namasteyour baller bag is on it’s wayRed full of lexicons, polishing megatronIf you beat the ho, you tell your bros, I need this yo!Stop! and don’t panicI’ve got a plan, let’s both pretendyou didn’t; take that one night standoohh ooh oohSo hide your face, ha collect your thingsThis is what we call the walk of shameOh pretty lady, I know the cost at the gateyou’re almost thereNext it’s the pinnacle of me being cynicalCan I be the lynch pin compelling to judge a lotteryBaggy and awfully, bumpy and blisterybrutally homeless and fluffyHey there pretty girl, I’m already in your headHey there pretty girl, I’m already inHey there pretty girl, don’t hide what’s insideHey there pretty girl, don’t hide what’s insideLift your head for the last timeLift it higher and higher and highHow can you love what you can’t seeHow can you love what you can’t touchHow can you love what you can’t seeHow can you love what you can’t touchSo nice so nice to meet you(Pan right distorted part)I tell them personal tastes are fineWe’ve been over this a million timesYou’ll never unhinge those biased chromosomes aloneHey there pretty girl, I’m already in your headHey there pretty girl, I’m already inHey there pretty girl, don’t hide what’s insideHey there pretty girl, don’t hide what’s inside