Shooting star Lyrics – Audrey Hobert

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[Intro]
(One, two, three, b!tch)

[Refrain]
When I'm drunk at the club, I wanna be felt up
When I'm fresh out of luck, I say, "Give me the hard stuff"
If I hate what I hear, I'll just tell you to shut up
And it's just who I am and they can't get enough, oh
Ah-ah-ah-ah, oh
Ah-ah-ah-ah, oh
Wanna be bored, babe?
Check on the door, babe
She's walking in and looks like every other chick and I think she's the one, oh

[Pre-Chorus]
Here's what I do
When he's showing his cards
I get on the fence
And settle him down
And set 'em apart
I fill in the gaps
And I give it an arc
When I tie it all up and dropkick you like it's a shot in the dark

[Chorus]
Girl, that's not a shooting star
I'm sorry, my bad, I thought that it was
Girl, girl, that's no, not a shooting star
I know that you're right, but what if you're not?

[Post-Chorus]
'Cause he's perfect
He treats me like s*it, but I promise you, baby, it's worth it
'Cause it hurts me and I'd rather be here when I'm drunk at the club on a Thursday
So excuse me, I know what I'm doing, I'm sane when I'm not (Sane when I'm not)
For however long (Power it on)
I'm never it all, oh

[Refrain]
Ah-ah-ah-ah, oh (Oh)
Ah-ah-ah-ah, oh (Oh)
Wanna be bored, babe? (Huh)
Check on the door, babe (Huh)
She's walking in and looks like every other chick and I think she's the one (I think she's the one)

[Pre-Chorus]
Here's what I do (Here's what I do)
When he's showing his cards (When he's showing his cards)
I get on the fence and settle him down
And set 'em apart (Set 'em apart)
I fill in the gap (Fill in the gaps)
And I give it an arc (And I give it an arc)
I tie it all up and dropkick you like it's a shot in the dark

[Chorus]
Girl, that's not a shooting star (No, no)
I'm sorry, my bad, I thought that it was
Girl, girl, that's no, not a shooting star
I know that you're right, but what if you're not?

[Post-Chorus]
'Cause he's perfect (Ah)
He treats me like s*it, but I promise you, baby, it's worth it
'Cause it hurts me and I'd rather be here when I'm drunk at the club on a Thursday
It consumes me and I'm totally loving the music (Ah-ah)
And I like it the best when I'm losing, baby (Ah-ah, ah, no)

[Refrain]
When I'm drunk at the club, I wanna be felt up
When I'm fresh out of luck, I say, "Give me the hard stuff"
If I hate what I hear, I'll just tell you to shut up
And it's just who I am and they can't get enough, oh (Oh)
(Ah-ah, oh, ah-ah-ah, oh, ah-ah, oh) It's just who I am and they can't get enough, oh
(Ah-ah, oh, ah-ah-ah, oh, ah-ah, oh) It's just who I am and they can't get enough, oh