Текст песни Ken Doll - Gameboi, Ayesha Erotica

Ken Doll

Hey Ken!
So I heard that you like gay men?
Hey little cutie over there on my plasma screen
I think I saw your fully naked spread in Playboy Magazine
Your retail price is cute but I wish that you were more elastic
Wanna dance with you but your bodies stuck, it moves like plastic,
plastic (Plastic, plastic)
And I think about when we can fuck (Fuck me)
But your girl got you out of luck
I wanna party with you
I think of cute things we’ll do
Ride your rocket to the moon
With a view, me and you
Do you think of us too?
And when you text me hot nudes
(Text me hot nudes, hot nudes)
(Oh my God, oh my God)
It for sure improves my mood
(My-my mood, my-my mood)
You really know what to do, when you move
Leave your boo, you’re my Ken Doll
Fucking on the top of your dollar bills
I think about our super Barbie Dreamhouse in Hollywood Hills
Bedazzled purple jewels (My favourite!)
Your girlfriend should get the message (What message?)
We went to the same school (She's stupid)
I smell burnt plastic from the wreckage
Should’ve known that you
Would come back 'round here looking for him
In your tiny shorts
All close up tryna Hook 'n Load him
And I’m not stupid
I can tell you two are trading loads (Trading loads)
Behind my back
Anytime, 'cause all I really wanted was some extra funds
And some Chanel boots
Either time, boy
Seen your fucking, I’ll be at the mall, the mall
Ayesha Nicole Smith, hi
Come on babe, tell Barbie what’s up!
I wanna party with you
I think of cute things we’ll do
Ride your rocket to the moon
With a view, me and you
Do you think of us too?
And when you text me hot nudes
(Text me hot nudes, hot nudes)
(Oh my God, oh my God)
It for sure improves my mood
(My-my mood, my-my mood)
You really know what to do when you move
Leave your boo, you’re my Ken Doll
Ken, I hate to say this clearly but we know that you are queer
Please come out the closet, baby, we can’t have one but just maybe
If you drop your Catholic teachings we can have sex on the beach and
Just maybe
You’re gay, Ken!
I wanna party with you
I think of cute things we’ll do
Ride your rocket to the moon
With a view, me and you
Do you think of us too?
And when you text me hot nudes
(Text me hot nudes, hot nudes)
(Oh my God, oh my God)
It for sure improves my mood
(My-my mood, my-my mood)
You really know what to do when you move
Leave your boo, you’re my Ken Doll