I live for the booty
I’ll sing for the booty
I’ll even lie for the booty
I’ll protect it as if it was a duty
I’ll dance for the booty
I’ll even dye my hair for the booty
All of these acts of will make me wonder
If all of this including me will go asunder
My negativity will get to me like a flesh eating disease
I’ll use that excuse to for my quick escape and flee
I’m not accustom of being this at ease
All of this peacefulness makes me want to cease
And then my life will take on that old familiar lease
I know you say different, it’s my posterior that has you at my feet
But knowing the truth scares me and makes me want to retreat
This is something new, yet it’s something that I’ve always wanted
I’m the only one here who’s is constantly feeling haunted
I should just stop and no longer worry
I just don’t want my vision to become blurry
It’s during this state of blurriness when all that is wrong is suddenly oh so right
And it’s your touch that my emotions suddenly get ignite
So I figure if I do all these things in the name of the booty
Maybe then you’ll see me for my true beauty
I will no longer have the need to continue feeling scared or daunted
And I will no longer taunted
And I can finally be let go and be release
And I can finally love and be loved and at peace
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