(Don't get caught
When the door slams)?,
A good morning to you.
I must have missed you
Come in last night,
Reeking everything but glue.

What's it to you there, babe,
My little fuck machine?
Rottin' Johnny
Down the block
Told me how you stay so lean.

Nogaina.
Bitch,
Queen,
Scenester.

Nogaina.
Bitch,
Queen,
Scenester.

It's a different world, babe,
But the same old scene.
All the bitches blur up, ordering
All trying to look so mean.

I'm sure I didn't ask you,
So keep it to yourself.
A firecracker dressed in high heels
Knowing how to hide the wealth.

Into your world, babe.
I carve my niche.
And everything that you control
And everything done in a pinch.

In case you're lost, babe,
I brought a map.
You know you look retarded
Every (turned/turning) head coming in slapped.

(Maybe changing your guy)? could,
Could be your misguided lie.
Perhaps a combo of all these things
Speaking to you eye to eye.

Don't want to point any fingers,
The cat is out of the bag.
Remember how you seemed so embarrassed?
Everything's starting to sag.

Nogaina.
Bitch,
Queen,
Scenester.

Nogaina.
Bitch,
Queen,
Scenester.