The Weepies
The Weepies
The Weepies
The Weepies
The Weepies
The Weepies
The Weepies
The Weepies
The Weepies
The Weepies
The Weepies
The Weepies
The Weepies
The Weepies
Be my thrill, my little white pill
My unpaid bill, the one who will
Be my love, my little grey dove
My push and my shove, my heaven above
And we tumble down like Jack and Jill
And I miss all of the joy you kill
But I love you still, be my thrill
Be my one, my day in the sun
My little pop gun, the best thing I've done
Be my what, my open and shut
My everything but, my little hot slut
And we tumble down like Jack and Jill
And I miss all of the joy you kill
But I love you still, be my thrill
And every morning is like the one before
And everybody needs someone to adore
I'm counting on you
Oh oh baby say you will
Oh oh baby be my thrill
Be my youth, my kissing booth
My little sweet tooth, my beauty and truth
Be my thrill, my little white pill
My wait up until, the one who will
And we tumble down like Jack and Jill
And I miss all of the joy you kill
But I love you still, be my thrill
And we tumble down like Jack and Jill
And I miss all of the joy you kill
But I love you still, be my thrill
Yeah I love you still
Be my thrill