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Paroles de la chanson Six Feet Under par Kenzie Cait
She calls me cryin' Friday night, I grab my keys
I say, "What's wrong?" and, baby, she can't even speak
I knew that boy was trouble since I looked him in the eye
Babe, I've had the ribbons ready wrapped around the butchers knives
Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, when a man does what they always do
Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, gotta watch your back for a week or two
Pack your bags, bitch
Put on your lipstick
All black, do it quick
I say, "What's wrong?" and, baby, she can't even speak
I knew that boy was trouble since I looked him in the eye
Babe, I've had the ribbons ready wrapped around the butchers knives
Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, when a man does what they always do
Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, gotta watch your back for a week or two
Pack your bags, bitch
Put on your lipstick
All black, do it quick
Baby, here we go
Hop in my whip, so automatic
It's you and me, bitch
Gotta let him know
No idea that his days are numbered
I won't stop 'til he's six feet under
No idea that his days are numbered
I won't stop 'til he's six feet under
And now I'm driving, radio says I'm a threat
Yeah, that's my girl, she looks so good in blue and red
And if they catch us they can put me on the stand
It's always worth it for the downfall of a man
Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, when a man does what they always do
Hop in my whip, so automatic
It's you and me, bitch
Gotta let him know
No idea that his days are numbered
I won't stop 'til he's six feet under
No idea that his days are numbered
I won't stop 'til he's six feet under
And now I'm driving, radio says I'm a threat
Yeah, that's my girl, she looks so good in blue and red
And if they catch us they can put me on the stand
It's always worth it for the downfall of a man
Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, when a man does what they always do
Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, life sentence looks cute on you
Pack your bags, bitch
Put on your lipstick
All black, do it quick
We gotta go
Hop in my whip, so automatic
It's you and me, bitch
Gotta let him know
No idea that his days are numbered
I won't stop 'til he's six feet under
No idea that his days are numbered
I won't stop 'til he's six feet under
This is a prepaid call from Mackenzie Kwilos
An inmate at the county correctional facility
*beep* Thank you, your call has been accepted
Pack your bags, bitch
Put on your lipstick
All black, do it quick
We gotta go
Hop in my whip, so automatic
It's you and me, bitch
Gotta let him know
No idea that his days are numbered
I won't stop 'til he's six feet under
No idea that his days are numbered
I won't stop 'til he's six feet under
This is a prepaid call from Mackenzie Kwilos
An inmate at the county correctional facility
*beep* Thank you, your call has been accepted
I did it
I can't help, I'm just a girl
Get what I want, my hair in curls
I can't help, I'm just a girl
I didn't do it, I didn't do it
Oh God, I did it
I think I did it
Pack your bags, bitch
Put on your lipstick
All black, do it quick
Baby, here we go
Hop in my whip, so automatic
It's you and me, bitch
Gotta let him know
No idea that his days are numbered
I can't help, I'm just a girl
Get what I want, my hair in curls
I can't help, I'm just a girl
I didn't do it, I didn't do it
Oh God, I did it
I think I did it
Pack your bags, bitch
Put on your lipstick
All black, do it quick
Baby, here we go
Hop in my whip, so automatic
It's you and me, bitch
Gotta let him know
No idea that his days are numbered
I won't stop 'til he's six feet under
No idea that his days are numbered
I won't stop 'til he's six feet under
No idea that his days are numbered
I won't stop 'til he's six feet under
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