1, 2, 3

One, two, three, the time I wanna talk to you
Four, five, six, you can suck my dick
You won't get away with this, oh, my word
I'll shout it from the rooftop

I dress for me, not for you
Your brain is twisted and backwards too
I wanna take back the night, I wanna take back the day
I wanna take back the ride to feel ok

So, I'll shout from my car window as I'm cruising past
I'll be inappropriate, then I'll drive off real fast

One, two, three, the time I wanna talk to you
Four, five, six, you can suck my dick
You won't get away with this, oh, my word
I'll shout it from the rooftop

So, I'll shout from my car window as I'm cruising past
I'll be inappropriate, then I'll drive off real fast

One, two, three, don't wanna talk to you (One, two, three, don't wanna talk to you)
One, two, three, don't wanna talk to you (One, two, three, don't wanna talk to you)
One, two, three, don't wanna talk to you (One, two, three, don't wanna talk to you)
One, two, three, don't wanna talk to you (One, two, three, don't wanna talk to you)

Getting pretty old now, I see
You'rе getting pretty old now
Sitting all alone now, arе you
You're sitting all alone now
Getting pretty old now, I see
You're getting pretty old now
Sitting all alone now, are you
You're sitting all alone now