Texty:
Perry Katy One Of The Boys

You gotta help me out It's all a blur last night We need a taxi 'Cause you're hung over and I'm broke I lost my fake ID But you lost the motel key Spare

You change your mind Like a girl changes clothes Yeah you PMS Like a bitch, I would know And you overthink Always speak cryptically I should know That

Voted most likely to end up On the back of a milk box drink Looks like I'm lettin 'em down 'Cause seven seventy-five isn't worth An hour of my hard working

are the weapon I choose These wounds are self inflicted I'm going down in flames for you Baby, you are the weapon I choose These wounds are self inflicted One

warranty A bunch of broken parts And I can't seem to find your heart Oh, I'm such a fool, I'm such a fool, I'm such a fool This one's outta my hands

-y-y-oys one of your guys just give me a chance to prove to you tonight that I just want to be one of the girls pretty in pearls not one of the boys.

-y-y-oys one of your guys just give me a chance to prove to you tonight that I just want to be one of the girls pretty in pearls not one of the boys.

: You gotta help me out It?s all a blur last night We need a taxi ?cause you?re hung-over and I?m broke I lost my fake id but you lost the motel key

: (V1) This was never the way I planned Not my intention I got so brave, drink in hand Lost my discretion It's not what I'm used to Just wanna try u