Baby make me feel
Like the way you that you do
You look so pretty
Awfully pretty
Sitting in your throne size too
But I'm an ugly kid (He's an ugly kid, such an ugly kid)
Ugly enough to not want to exist
I'm an ugly kid (He's an ugly kid)
And you're that pitch-perfect angel singing your classic smashing hit
Now I'm glad I exist
Your eyes twinkle like all your tears from last night
But if I make you cry again I think that I might just die
I'm such a fucking ugly kid (He's an ugly kid, such an ugly kid)
Ugly enough to just want to just quit
And you're like a summer sunset in Stockholm
I'm like being stuck in Bakersfield and walking home
Baby make me feel like the way you that you do
You look so pretty
Awfully pretty
Sitting in your throne size too
But I'm an ugly kid (He's an ugly kid, such an ugly kid)
Ugly enough to not want to exist
I'm an ugly kid
(He's an ugly kid, such an ugly kid)
And you're that pitch-perfect angel singing your classic smashing hit
Now I'm glad I exist
♪
Nothing helps make up minds like roses or a lot of time
But I will just be sitting here, not close to you,
But somewhere near 'Cause if you get
To close it, lovely bird, it flies away
A bird I should've been glad to see Instead of sad and wants to leave
I should be happy
Even if it's all without me Baby
Baby, make me feel like the way you that you do
You look so pretty
Awfully pretty
Sitting in your throne size too, too, too, too, too
(He's an ugly kid, such an ugly kid)
Too, too, too, too, too
(He's an ugly kid, such an ugly kid)
Yeah
That was a story of the kid
Who fuckin' was real chunky growing up
And he gets older and guess what?
He's a little less chunky!
(Baby please, oh please.)