LOOKATME - Jann

[whatswrongwith.me]

Oh my, just look at those eyes
Pretty like a girl, oh boy, this boy is so nice
Never seen a boy like him, so cute and polite
Better keep him humble ‘cause he might wanna learn to bite
I knew already, my life was gon’ be heavy
But nothing could prepare me for this, for this
I lived for validation, I met your expectations
Pushed down on my temptation, that’s not what I want
I want it, I want it, I want it, I want it (you know what I want?)
I want it, I wanna tell you what I fucking want
I want it all
I’ve changed my mind
I wanna rock that Vivienne Westwood, Gucci, Prada and Dior
Mind’s on my money, and money’s on my mind
Late to the party (nice to meet ya, pleasure is mine)
Don’t be obscene, just don’t make a scene
I’m sorry I really don’t know what you mean
I’m here to serve some real cuisine
Come, come, everybody gather in a canteen
Food for your eyes, food for your soul
Food for the girls, some food for the boys
The plate is full, just make a choice
Indulge in what you’ve picked up
Oh my, just look at you now
Such a promising young man, you both must be proud
If I were you
I would make sure that he keeps both his feet on the ground
Nobody asked, please shut your mouth
I want it, I want it, I want it, I want it
I want it, I want it, I want it
I want it all
I’ve changed my mind
I wanna rock that Vivienne Westwood, Gucci, Prada and Dior
Mind’s on my money, and money’s on my mind
Late to the party, nice to meet ya, pleasure is mine
Don’t be obscene, just don’t make a scene
I’m sorry I really don’t know what you mean
I’m here to serve some real cuisine
Come, come, everybody gather in a canteen
Food for your eyes, food for your soul
Food for the girls, some food for the boys
The plate is full, just make a choice
Indulge in what you’ve picked up
Now look at me (look at me, look at me, look at me)
Tell me that you don’t like what you see
Look at me, look at me, look at me
Tell me that you don’t like
I want it all
I’ve changed my mind
I wanna rock that Vivienne Westwood, Gucci, Prada and Dior
Mind’s on my money, and money’s on my mind
Late to the party, nice to meet ya, pleasure is mine