Lyrics
Books clever
Sensible never
Lies to endeavour
Attitude like whatever
Holds a vendetta
Street smart
It's an art from which she won't part
A little crazy
Definitely, maybe
Won't let this phase me
Evidently, lately
Set off the energy
Always is her mentality
Then she sat back and said to me
Books clever
Sensible never
Lies to endeavour
Attitude like whatever
Holds a vendetta
Street smart
It's an art from which she won't part
A little crazy
Definitely, maybe
Won't let this phase me
Evidently, lately
Set off the energy
Always is her mentality
Then she sat back and said to me
Won't you be here, Mr. Dean?
So I can feel everything
Tell me that I am sweet when I creep
'Cause I'm not fighting anything
Books clever
Attitude like whatever
It's an art from which she won't part
A little crazy
Evidently, lately
Set off the energy
Always is her mentality
Then she sat back and said to me
Won't you be here, Mr. Dean?
So I can feel everything
Tell me that I am sweet when I creep
'Cause I'm not fighting anything
No fighting anything
No fighting anything
No fighting anything
When I creep
No fighting anything
No fighting anything
No fighting anything
When I creep