Hot Girls

Making the most of the time that you have
Has never been easy
But you’re getting better
I know, I know
Doing your best is enough
If you don’t know your potential
With no expectations
You can’t go wrong
I tried to warn you
But it looks like I was wrong
So I’m glad you weren’t home
So you did not hear the phone
Now you’re up against it
Time is running out
And your little lady wants a car and a house
Style is taking over
Everybody knows the songs are on their way out
I tried to warn you, but it looks like I was wrong
I called to beg you not to write that stupid song
But as it happens now it’s burning up the charts
And breaking hot girls' hearts
As it masquerades as art