Prolly

Your mouth is clean, his mouth is dirty
You’re seventeen, he’s pushing thirty
You say it’s fine, you’re only flirting
Don’t cross the line, where things get dirty
Woah-oh, oh-oh-oh, woah-oh, oh-oh-oh, woah-oh, oh-oh-oh
Woah-oh, oh-oh-oh, woah-oh, oh-oh-oh, woah-oh, oh-oh-oh woah-oh, oh-oh-
I think I saw the engine bail, I think I like the serpent’s tail
I think I love your mother, I’ll be a mother-fucker!
I know anxieties, my friend
Motherfucker!
Woah-oh, oh-oh-oh, woah-oh, oh-oh-oh, woah-oh, oh-oh-oh
Woah-oh, oh-oh-oh, woah-oh, oh-oh-oh, woah-oh, oh-oh-oh woah-oh, oh-oh-
I know I, when I die
I’m not scared, I’ll be fine
I know I, when I die
I’m not scared, I’ll be fine
I know I, when I die
I’m not scared, I’ll be fine
I know I, when I die
I’m not scared