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Chappell Roan - The Rise And Fall Of A Midwest Princess Album Lyrics



Chappell Roan - The Rise And Fall Of A Midwest Princess Lyrics






Femininomenon

Same old story, time again
Got so close but then you lost it
Should've listened to your friends
About his girlfriend back in Boston
You sent him pictures and playlists and phone sex
He disappeared from the second that you said
"Let's get coffee, let's meet up"
I'm so sick of online love
And I don't understand, why can't any man

Hit it like
Get it hot
Make a bitch
It's a fem
Hit it like
Get it hot
Make a bitch
It's a-, um, can you play a song with a f*cking beat?

Hit it like rom-pom-pom-pom (hit it like)
Get it hot like Papa John (get it hot)
Make a bitch go on and on (make a bitch)
It's a femininomenon (it's a fem)
Hit it like rom-pom-pom-pom (hit it like)
Get it hot like Papa John (get it hot)
Make a bitch go on and on (make a bitch)
It's a femininomenon (it's a fem)

So let's say it's working out
You pretend to love his mother
Lying to your friends about
How he's such a god damn good lover
Stuck in the suburbs, you're folding his laundry
Got what you wanted, so stop feeling sorry
Crying at the nail salon
I'm so sick of online love
I don't understand, why can't any man

Hit it like
Get it hot
Make a bitch
It's a fem
Hit it like
Get it hot
Make a bitch
It's a-, dude, can you play a song with a f*cking beat?

Hit it like rom-pom-pom-pom (hit it like)
Get it hot like Papa John (get it hot)
Make a bitch go on and on (make a bitch)
It's a femininomenon (it's a fem)
Hit it like rom-pom-pom-pom (hit it like)
Get it hot like Papa John (get it hot)
Make a bitch go on and on (make a bitch)
It's a femininomenon (it's a fem)

Ladies, you know what I mean
And you know what you need and so does he
But does it happen? (No)
But does it happen? (No)
Well, what we really need is a femininomenon (a what?)
A femininomenon

Hit it like rom-pom-pom-pom (hit it like)
Get it hot like Papa John (get it hot)
Make a bitch go on and on (make a bitch)
It's a femininomenon (it's a fem)
Hit it like rom-pom-pom-pom (hit it like)
Get it hot like Papa John (get it hot)
Make a bitch go on and on (make a bitch)
Did you hear me? Play the f*cking beat

Hit it like rom-pom-pom-pom (hit it like)
Get it hot like Papa John (get it hot)
Make a bitch go on and on (make a bitch)
It's a femininomenon (it's a fem)
Hit it like rom-pom-pom-pom (hit it like)
Get it hot like Papa John (get it hot)
Make a bitch go on and on (make a bitch)
It's a femininomenon (it's a fem)

Hit it like
Get it hot
Make a bitch
It's a fem (it's a femininomenon)
Hit it like
Get it hot
Make a bitch
It's a fem (fem, fem, fem)
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Writer: Daniel Nigro, Kayleigh Rose Amstutz
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC




Red Wine Supernova

She was a Playboy, Brigitte Bardot
She showed me things I didn't know
She did it right there, out on the deck
Put her canine teeth in the side of my neck

I'm in the hallway waitin' for ya
Mini skirt and my go-go boots (uh-huh)
I just want you to make a move
So slow down, sit down, it's new

I just wanna get to know ya
Guess I didn't quite think it through (nah-uh, girl)
Fell in love with the thought of you
Now I'm choked up, face down, burnt out

Baby, why don't you come over?
Red wine supernova, falling into me
Let's pick it up now
I don't care that you're a stoner
Red wine supernova, fall right into me

I like (I like) what you like (what you like)
Long hair (no bra) that's my type (that's right)
You just told me (want me to f*ck you)
Baby, I will 'cause I really want to

I just wanna get to know ya
Guess I didn't quite think it through (nah-uh, girl)
Fell in love with the thought of you
Now I'm choked up, face down, burnt out

Baby, why don't you come over?
Red wine supernova, falling into me
(Okay, y'all, let's pick it up now)
I don't care that you're a stoner
Red wine supernova, fall right into me

Well, back at my house
I got a California king
Okay, maybe it's a twin bed
And some roommates (don't worry we're cool)
I heard you like magic
I got a wand and a rabbit
So baby, let's get freaky, get kinky
Let's make this bed get squeaky

Baby, why don't you come over?
Red wine supernova, falling into me
I don't care that you're a stoner
Red wine supernova, fall right into me
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Writer: Amy Kuney, Annie Schindel, Daniel Nigro, Kayleigh Rose Amstutz, Lisa Hickox, Noah Conrad
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.




After Midnight

My mama said nothing good happens
When it's late and you're dancing alone
She's in my head saying it's not attractive
Wearing that dress and red lipstick

This is what I wanted, this is what I like
I've been a good, good girl for a long time
But baby, I like flirting, a lover by my side
Can't be a good, good girl even if I tried

'Cause after midnight
I'm feeling kinda freaky
Maybe it's the club lights
I kinda wanna kiss your girlfriend
If you don't mind
I love a little drama, let's start a bar fight
'Cause everything good happens after midnight

I'm feeling kinda freaky
Maybe it's the club lights
I kinda wanna kiss your boyfriend
If you don't mind
I love a little uh-huh, let's watch the sunrise
'Cause everything good happens after

I really want your hands on my body
A slow dance, baby, let's get it on
That's my type of fun, that's my kind of party
Your hands on my body, your hot hands

This is what I wanted, this is what I like
I've been a good, good girl for a long time
But baby, I like flirting, a lover by my side
Can't be a good, good girl even if I tried

'Cause after midnight
I'm feeling kinda freaky
Maybe it's the club lights
I kinda wanna kiss your girlfriend
If you don't mind
I love a little drama, let's start a bar fight
'Cause everything good happens after midnight

I'm feeling kinda freaky
Maybe it's the club lights
I kinda wanna kiss your boyfriend
If you don't mind
I love a little uh-huh, let's watch the sunrise
'Cause everything good happens after midnight

Baby, put your hands up
Be a freak in the club
Yeah, we'll make a move then we're making out
Yeah, we'll make, make love
Yeah, we'll make, make love
Be a freak in the club
Be a freak in the club

It's after midnight
I'm feeling kinda freaky
Maybe it's the club lights
I kinda wanna kiss your girlfriend
If you don't mind (if you don't, if you don't mind)
I love a little drama, let's start a bar fight
(Everybody wants make a little love, get drunk)
'Cause everything good happens after midnight

I'm feeling kinda freaky
Maybe it's the moonlight
I kinda wanna kiss your boyfriend
If you don't mind (if you don't, if you don't mind)
I love a little uh-huh, let's watch the sunrise
'Cause everything good happens after
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Writer: Casey Cathleen Smith, Daniel Nigro, Kayleigh Rose Amstutz
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC




Coffee

Can't meet you for dinner at the Italian place
It's where I met your family, some words were exchanged
I'd suggest the jazz bar on MaryAnn Street but
You'd buy me a drink and we know where that leads, so

I'll meet you for coffee 'cause if we have wine
You'll say that you want me, I know that's a lie
If I didn't love you, it would be fine
I'll meet you for coffee, only for coffee
Nowhere else is safe, every place leads back to your place

You said let's do the park 'cause I love the park
That may be true but god forbid it gets dark
Here come the excuses that fuel the illusions
But I'd rather feel something than nothing at all, so

I'll meet you for coffee 'cause if we have wine
You'll say that you're sorry, I know that's a lie
If I didn't trust you, it would be fine
I'll meet you for coffee, only for coffee
Nowhere else is safe, every place leads back to your-

We've done this before
And I don't need it anymore

So let's not do coffee, let's not even try
It's better we leave it and give it some time
If I didn't love you, it would be fine
'Cause If we do coffee, it's never just coffee
It's never just coffee
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Writer: Daniel Nigro, Eric Leva, Kayleigh Rose Amstutz, Maya Kurchner
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.




Casual

My friends call me a loser
'Cause I'm still hanging around
I've heard so many rumors
That I'm just a girl that you bang on your couch
I thought you thought of me better
Someone you couldn't lose
You said, "We're not together"
So now when we kiss, I have anger issues

You said, "Baby, no attachment"
But we're

Knee deep in the passenger seat and you're eating me out
Is it casual now?
Two weeks and your mom invites me to her house on Long Beach
Is it casual now?
I know what you tell your friends
It's casual, if it's casual now
Then, baby, get me off again
If it's casual, it's casual now

Dumb love, I love being stupid
Dream of us in a year
Maybe we'd have an apartment
And you'd show me off to your friends at the pier

I know, "Baby, no attachment"
But we're

Knee deep in the passenger seat and you're eating me out
Is it casual now?
Two weeks and your mom invites me to her house on Long Beach
Is it casual now?
I know what you tell your friends
It's casual, if it's casual now
Then, baby, get me off again
If it's casual

It's hard being casual
When my favorite bra lives in your dresser
And it's hard being casual
When I'm on the phone talking down your sister
And I try to be the chill girl
That holds her tongue and gives you space
I try to be the chill girl
But honestly, I'm not

Knee deep in the passenger seat and you're eating me out
Two weeks and your mom invites me to her Long Beach house
I know what you tell your friends
Baby, get me off again
I f*cked you in the bathroom when we went to dinner
Your parents at the table, you wonder why I'm bitter
Bragging to your friends, I get off when you hit it
I hate to tell the truth but I'm sorry dude you didn't
I hate that I let this drag on so long, now I hate myself
Hate that I let this drag on so long, you can go to hell
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Writer: Chappell Roan, Dan Nigro, Morgan St. Jean
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC




Super Graphic Ultra Modern Girl

You know what they say
Never waste a Friday night on a first date
But there I was, in my heels with my hair straight
And so I take him to this bar, this man wouldn't dance
He didn't ask a single question
And he was wearing these fugly jeans
It doesn't matter though
He doesn't have what it takes to be with a girl like me

Not overdramatic, I know what I want
We're leaving the planet and you can't come

Uh-huh, I'm through
With all these hyper mega bummer boys like you
Oh yeah, I need
A super graphic ultra modern girl like me
We're hot, we're drunk
Wow, look at her moving, baby, she's the one
Oh yeah, I need
A super graphic ultra modern girl like me

Telling secrets there on the mattress
Wearing nothing but glitter and lashes
At every party we're the party, shaking our asses
Making out while the world collapses

Not overdramatic, I know what I want
We're leaving the planet and you can't come

Uh-huh, I'm through
With all these hyper mega bummer boys like you
Oh yeah, I need
A super graphic ultra modern girl like me
We're hot, we're drunk
Wow, look at her moving, baby, she's the one
Oh yeah, I need
A super graphic ultra modern girl like me (shake it for me)

Get up off your feet, get up on that bar
Walk that walk from Tokyo to New York
With everything you feel and everything you are
Walk that walk, flash the camera
Flash the camera, flash the camera, you're a star

Uh-huh, I'm through
With all these hyper mega bummer boys like you
Oh yeah, I need
A super graphic ultra modern girl like me
We're hot, we're drunk
Wow, look at her moving, baby, she's the one
Oh yeah, I need
A super graphic ultra modern
Ooh, you got me la-la-la-ing
Hyper-sexy top to bottom girl like me
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Writer: Annika Bennett, Daniel Nigro, Jonah Shy, Kayleigh Rose Amstutz
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC




Hot To Go

Five, six
Five, six, seven, eight

I could be the one, or your new addiction
It's all in my head but I want non-fiction
I don't want the world, but I'll take this city
Who can blame a girl? Call me hot, not pretty

Baby, do you like this beat?
I made it so you'd dance with me
It's like a hundred ninety-nine degrees
When you're doing it with me, doing it with me

H-O-T-T-O-G-O
Snap and clap and touch your toes
Raise your hands, now body roll
Dance it out, you're hot to go
H-O-T-T-O-G-O
Snap and clap and touch your toes
Raise your hands, now body roll
H-O-T-T-O-G-O

H-O-T-T-O-G-O
You can take me hot to go
H-O-T-T-O-G-O
You can take me hot to go

Well, I woke up alone staring at my ceiling
I try not to care but it hurts my feelings
You don't have to stare, come here, get with it
No one's touched me there in a damn hot minute

And baby, do you like this beat?
I made it so you'd sleep with me
It's like a hundred ninety-nine degrees
When you're doing it with me, doing it with me

H-O-T-T-O-G-O
Snap and clap and touch your toes
Raise your hands, now body roll
Dance it out, you're hot to go
H-O-T-T-O-G-O
Snap and clap and touch your toes
Raise your hands, now body roll
H-O-T-T-O-G-O

H-O-T-T-O-G-O
You can take me hot to go
H-O-T-T-O-G-O
You can take me hot to go

What's it take to get your number?
What's it take to bring you home?
Hurry up, it's time for supper
Order up, I'm hot to go
What's it take to get your number?
Hurry up, it's getting cold
Hurry up, it's time for supper
Order up, I'm hot to go

H-O-T-T-O-G-O
You can take me hot to go (oh, yeah)
H-O-T-T-O-G-O
You can take me hot to go (hot to go)
H-O-T-T-O-G-O
You can take me hot to go (oh, yeah)
H-O-T-T-O-G-O
You can take me hot to go (hot to go)

Whew, it's hot in here
Is anyone else hot?
Woo, you coming home with me?
Okay, it's hot
I'll call the cab
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Writer: DANIEL NIGRO, KAYLEIGH ROSE AMSTUTZ
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC




My Kink Is Karma

We broke up on a Tuesday
Kicked me out with the rent paid
Ruined my credit, stole my cute aesthetic
Who knew that we'd let it
Get this bad when it ended

It's comical, bridges you burn
Karma's wheel, hope it's your turn
I heard from Katie
You're losing it lately
Moved back with your parents
And date girls who were eighteen

It's hard when you have a meltdown
In the front of your house
And you're getting kicked out
It's hard when you're drinking downtown
And you're getting called out
'Cause you're running your mouth
Oh, God
And it's coming around
Yeah, it's coming around
Yeah, it's coming around
Oh, God, oh, God
People say I'm jealous but my kink is watching

You ruin your life
You losing your mind
You dyeing your hair
People say I'm jealous but my kink is watching
You crashing your car
You breaking your heart
You thinking I care
People say I'm jealous but my kink is karma

Wishing you the best, in the worst way
Using your distress as foreplay
Six months since April and I'm doing better
No need to be hateful in your fake Gucci sweater

But it's hard when you have a meltdown
In the front of your house
And you're getting kicked out
It's hard when you're drinking downtown
And you're getting called out
'Cause you're running your mouth
Oh, God
And it's coming around
Yeah, it's coming around
Yeah, it's coming around
Oh, God, oh, God
People say I'm jealous but my kink is watching

You ruin your life
You losing your mind
You dyeing your hair
People say I'm jealous but my kink is watching
You crashing your car
You breaking your heart
You thinking I care
People say I'm jealous but my kink is karma

It's hard when you're going through hell
And you're hating yourself, I'm feeling myself
It's hard when you know that you're caught
And you're getting pissed off, it's getting me off
It's hard, it's hard
Oh, God, oh, God
Oh, God
People say I'm jealous but my kink is watching

You ruin your life
You losing your mind
You dyeing your hair
People say I'm jealous but my kink is watching
You crashing your car
You breaking your heart
You thinking I care
People say I'm jealous but my kink is karma
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Writer: Daniel Nigro, Justin Tranter, Kayleigh Rose Amstutz
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC




Picture You

Draw the blinds, light every candle
Slip off my pretty dress down my chest when I think of you
Every night, both lips on the mirror
It's ritualistic, counting lipstick stains where you should be

Oh, I need you around
I'm getting close now

Do you picture me like I picture you?
Am I in the frame from your point of view?
Do you feel the same? I'm too scared to say
Half of the things I do when I picture you

So tell me now (tell me now)
All your perversions
Am I doing research in a mini skirt
At the library in your hometown?

Oh, I need you around
I'm getting close now

Do you picture me like I picture you?
Am I in the frame from your point of view?
Do you feel the same? I'm too scared to say
Half of the things I do when I picture you
When I picture you

Do you picture me like I picture you?
Am I in the frame from your point of view?
Do you feel the same? I'm too scared to say
Half of the things I do when I picture you
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

Writer: Daniel Nigro, Kayleigh Rose Amstutz
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC




Kaleidoscope

Here we go again
Everything is fine
I guess we could pretend
We didn't cross a line
But ever since that day
Everything has changed
The way I write your name
The cursive letter A
Whenever it may be
That you go on your way
If you really wanna leave
I'll never make you stay
Whatever you decide
I will understand
And it will all be fine
Just go back to being friends

And love is a kaleidoscope
How it works we'll never know
And even all the change
Is somehow all the same
Turnin' to the left and right
Colors shining in your eye
And even upside down
It's beautiful somehow
It's never just a shape alone
Love is a kaleidoscope

And if you ever find
Someone who could write
A better song for you
Well I'd love to see them try
Put it all in words
And sing it all in tune
There's no one else who could
The only one is you
And if you change your mind
I will understand
And it'll just take time
To go back to being friends

And love is a kaleidoscope
How it works we'll never know
And even all the change
Is somehow all the same
Turning to the left and right
Colors shining in your eye
And even upside down
It's beautiful somehow

Every color of the rainbow
Don't be afraid to hold it close
It's never just a shape alone
Love is a kaleidoscope
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Writer: Kayleigh Rose Amstutz
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC




Pink Pony Club

I know you wanted me to stay
But I can't ignore the crazy visions of me in LA
And I heard that there's a special place
Where boys and girls can all be queens every single day

I'm having wicked dreams of leaving Tennessee
Hear Santa Monica, I swear it's calling me
Won't make my mama proud, it's gonna cause a scene
She sees her baby girl, I know she's gonna scream

God, what have you done?
You're a pink pony girl
And you dance at the club
Oh mama, I'm just having fun
On the stage in my heels
It's where I belong down at the

Pink Pony Club
I'm gonna keep on dancing at the
Pink Pony Club
I'm gonna keep on dancing down in
West Hollywood
I'm gonna keep on dancing at the
Pink Pony Club, Pink Pony Club

I'm up and jaws are on the floor
Lovers in the bathroom and a line outside the door
Blacklights and a mirrored disco ball
Every night's another reason why I left it all

I thank my wicked dreams a year from Tennessee
Oh, Santa Monica, you've been too good to me
Won't make my mama proud, it's gonna cause a scene
She sees her baby girl, I know she's gonna scream

God, what have you done?
You're a pink pony girl
And you dance at the club
Oh mama, I'm just having fun
On the stage in my heels
It's where I belong down at the

Pink Pony Club
I'm gonna keep on dancing at the
Pink Pony Club
I'm gonna keep on dancing down in
West Hollywood
I'm gonna keep on dancing at the
Pink Pony Club, Pink Pony Club

Don't think I've left you all behind
Still love you and Tennessee
You're always on my mind
And mama, every Saturday
I can hear your southern drawl a thousand miles away, saying

God, what have you done?
You're a pink pony girl
And you dance at the club
Oh mama, I'm just having fun
On the stage in my heels
It's where I belong down at the

Pink Pony Club
I'm gonna keep on dancing at the
Pink Pony Club
I'm gonna keep on dancing down in
West Hollywood
I'm gonna keep on dancing at the
Pink Pony Club, Pink Pony Club

I'm gonna keep on dancing
I'm gonna keep on dancing
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Writer: Daniel Nigro, Kayleigh Rose Amstutz
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC




Naked in Manhattan

(Hi, it's Chappell, I know you just landed)
(And I know you're probably busy)
(But um, I would love to see you so)
(Call me when you can)

New crush, high school love again
The rush of slumber party kissing
Don't touch, I'll never cross the line
So I pushed you down a million times
I'd love if you knew you were on my mind
Constant like cicadas in the summertime
Boys suck and girls I've never tried
And we both know we're getting drunk tonight

Touch me, baby, put your lips on mine
Could go to hell but we'll probably be fine
I know you want it, baby, you can have it
Oh, I've never done it, let's make it cinematic
Like that one sex scene that's in Mulholland Drive
I wanna know, baby, what is it like?
I know you want it, baby, you can have it
Oh, I've never done it, naked in Manhattan

Touch me, baby (touch me, touch me, touch me, touch me)
Touch me, baby (naked in Manhattan)
Touch me, baby (touch me, touch me, touch me, touch me)
Touch me, baby (naked in Manhattan)

A Pisces, who knew that we were so aligned
When I sing that Lana song, it makes you cry
Mean Girls, we watch it every night
And we both have a crush on Regina George
You love peach and ice cream
Bedazzled, Chanel rings
In New York, you can try things
An inch away from more than just friends

Touch me, baby, put your lips on mine
Could go to hell but we'll probably be fine
I know you want it, baby, you can have it
Oh, I've never done it, naked in Manhattan

Touch me, baby (touch me, touch me, touch me, touch me)
Touch me, baby (naked in Manhattan)
Touch me, baby (touch me, touch me, touch me, touch me)
Touch me, baby (naked in Manhattan)

Hair clips and lip gloss
French kiss sittin' crisscrossed
But don't try and it's my loss
An inch away from more than just friends

Touch me, baby (touch me, touch me, touch me, touch me)
Touch me, baby (naked in Manhattan)
Touch me, baby (touch me, touch me, touch me, touch me)
Touch me, baby (naked in Manhattan)

Won't you f*cking touch me?
I just want to touch you (naked in Manhattan)
I want more than you know (naked in Manhattan)
Oh, oh, oh (naked in Manhattan)
Naked in Manhattan
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Writer: Daniel Nigro, Kayleigh Rose Amstutz, Skyler Stonestreet
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.




California

I stretched myself across four states
New lands, west coast, where my dreams lay
I trade amber clay roads for the
Sea foam and the endless sun rays

'Cause I was never told that I wasn't gonna get
The things I want the most
But people always say, "If it hasn't happened yet
Then maybe you should go"

Come get me out of California
No leaves are brown
I miss the seasons in Missouri
My dying town
Thought I'd be cool in California
I'd make you proud
To think I almost had it going
But I let you down

Too hard to find reasons to stay
Even true love could not persuade

'Cause I was never told that I wasn't gonna get
The things I want the most
And people always say, "If it hasn't happened yet
Then maybe you should go"

Come get me out of California
No leaves are brown
I miss the seasons in Missouri
My dying town
Thought I'd be cool in California
I'd make you proud
To think I almost had it going
But I let you down

Come get me out
Come get me out
Come get me out
Come get me out

Come get me out of California
No leaves are brown
I miss the seasons in Missouri
My dying town
Thought I'd be cool in California
I'd make you proud
To think I almost had it going
But I let you down
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Writer: Daniel Nigro, Kayleigh Rose Amstutz
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC




Guilty Pleasure

Learned it on the internet
Wheels turning in my head
Think back to what you said
And I turn red, I'm turning red

Wild thoughts that make me melt
A good hit below the belt
Sometimes I scare myself
But I can't help what I can't help

So shame on me and shame on you
I fantasize what we would do
And how would it taste and the way you move
Oh, some good girls do bad things too

I want this like a cigarette
Can we drag it out and never quit?
And oh my god, you are heaven sent
With your dirty mind, yeah, you're perverted
You give me guilty, guilty pleasure
You give me guilty, guilty pleasure

Feels like pornography watching you try on jeans
You're a pothead, you're a cinephile
It's been awhile since you turned up the dial

So shame on me (shame on me), shame on you (shame on you)
I fantasize what we would do (we would do)
And how would it taste, the way you move
Oh, some good girls do bad things too

I want this like a cigarette
Can we drag it out and never quit?
And oh my god, you are heaven sent
With your dirty mind, yeah, you're perverted
You give me guilty, guilty pleasure
You give me guilty, guilty pleasure

You give me guilty, guilty pleasure
You give me guilty, guilty pleasure
You give me guilty, guilty pleasure
You give me guilty, guilty pleasure
Pleasure, pleasure, pleasure
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Writer: Daniel Nigro, Kayleigh Rose Amstutz, Marcus Anderson, Nate Campany
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC






The Rise and Fall of a Midwest Princess is the debut studio album by American singer and songwriter Chappell Roan, released on September 22, 2023, through Amusement Records, an imprint of Island Records owned by the album's producer, Dan Nigro.

Roan wrote the album alongside Nigro beginning in 2020. The album received positive reviews from critics, who acclaimed its pop sound.
Genre(s): Pop
Producer(s): Dan Nigro
Length: 49:08
Released: September 22nd, 2023
Year: 2023

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