Hotshot

[Verse 1: Alma]
This is not what it looks like, Your Honor
I might've been unkind
But I'm not a crook—everything is by the Book
When I'm present in mind

He got the better of my sanity when
He put the pressure on my vanity
Coming at me overbearing, he daringly
Summoned up the nerve to look at me & say

"Oh, girl—don't tell me the issue
Lord knows it's a cold world, but nobody asked you
Now, if you just sit tight, I'll put your head on right;
You're gonna see the light..."

[Chorus:]
He thinks he's a hotshot, & it got in my way
I wasn't really trying to fight today
But if I don't run my mouth, it looks like I got nothing to say
So can I get a little, get a little more grace?
I'm making trouble & I'm struggling to save face
And then my cover blows & colors show
I know how the story goes:
You'll put me back in my place

[Verse 2: Chrissi Hartigan]
Am I really at fault now, Your Honor?
Since when is caring a crime?
It was impolite, but it would've come out right
If I'd taken my time

See, it grates me, irritates me
To see somebody thinking he can deflate me
I can't track my place in his lack of case &
I don't know if I can keep a straight face

He say, "Oh, girl, you're walking a fine line
You might've heard: it's a cold world, so I gotta get mine
But if you take my hand, I'll be the better man
And help you understand."

[Chorus]

[Breakdown: Alma & Chrissi]
He really thinks he's a…and it got in my way [x4]

[Chorus: Alma & Chrissi]
I really think I'm a hotshot, & it got in my way
I wasn't really trying to fight today
But if I don't run my mouth, it looks like I got nothing to say
Oh, can I get a little, little more grace?
'Cause I'm making trouble & I gotta save face
Oh, & the cover blows & colors show; I know how the story goes:
You'll put me back in my place