Racer Songtext

von Neverstore

I met her on this shithole place
At first i liked her pretty face
She bought a drink with crystal ice
Starts chaising men with pick-up lines
Song goes just so fucking tragic
Wanted to be something erotic
Wanna be some kind of object for men
And don't care if them loosing themselfs
No
I don't know if I like your perfect style
I don't think that I call on monday
You're so selfcentered so damn ignorant
Not my type, you're such a looser
She tries to converse my eyes
I thought one eye for this time
Later the night when i walked home
I was glad i walked alone
The song goes just so fucking tragic
Wanted to be something erotic
Wanna be some kind of object for men
And don't care if them loosing themselfs
No
I don't know if I like your perfect style
I don't think that I call on monday
You're so selfcentered so damn ignorant
Not my type, you're such a looser
I don't know if I like your perfect style
I don't think that I call on monday
You're so selfcentered so damn ignorant
Not my type, you're such a looser
I don't know if I like your perfect style
I don't think that I call on monday
You're so selfcentered so damn ignorant
Not my type, you're such a looser
The song goes just so fucking tragic
Wanted to be something erotic
Wanna be some kind of object for men
And don't care if them loosing themselfs
I don't know if I like your perfect style
I don't think that I'll call on monday
You're so selfcentered so damn ignorant
Not my type, you're such a looser
I don't know if I like your perfect style
I don't think that I call on monday
You're so selfcentered so damn ignorent
Not my type, you're such a looser
I don't know if I like your perfect style
I don't think that I call on monday
You're so selfcentered so damn ignorant
Not my type, you're such a looser