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Dodie Clark - Got Weird Lyrics

Table for two that's all sorted
I played the man and you bought it
We'll talk over glass like I own it
Give me an inch, I'll postpone it
So take a deep breath, a big stretch, baby

It'll feel like a movie (maybe)
A pep talk in a bathroom corner
Do I down the gin, stick to water?
You met another, God I'm my mother
Think it's in my blood

Yeah, I date like Walmart, bootleg boss bitch
Any chips or nuts for the hostage?
So what the fuck did I miss?
Why the fuck did we kiss? (hey)

I got weird when we made out (yeah)
What a goddamn kiss to think about
Poured a drink all over my wiring (shit)
Short a fuse, all cylinders firing

It got wеird when we made out (hеy)
Clearly, I got shit to figure out (yeah)
Baby, baby, please don't hate me
Call me up again, I won't get weird

Babe, what's the deal, do you like me?
Why do karma and girls love to bite me?
I still wait for the pressure to ripen
Guess hot God damn mess is your type then
A pep talk in a bathroom corner

Do I down the gin, stick to water?
You met another, God I'm my mother
Think it's in my blood
Yeah, just sit there tell me I'm attractive
Is she a date or a captive? And I don't know why
Making out just made me cry (hey!)

I got weird when we made out (yeah)
What a goddamn kiss to think about
Poured a drink all over my wiring (shit)
Short a fuse, all cylinders firing
It got weird when we made out (hey!)

Clearly, I got shit to figure out
Baby, baby, please don't hate me
Call me up again, I won't get weird
(I won't get weird)
(Oh call me up again, I won't get weird)
(Hm) no one told me (hm)
'Course I stumbled (hm)

Where's the reference? (hm-mm)
That's the old me (hm)
God forgive her (hm, hm, hm, hm)
(Hm) hyped it up (hm)
Grew a dream (hm)
Held your hand (hm)

Suppressed a scream, oh, baby please believe me
Let's not make it deeper than it needs to be (hm, hm, hm)

I got weird when we made out (yeah)
What a goddamn kiss to think about
Poured a drink all over my wiring (shit)
Short a fuse, all cylinders firing

It got weird when we made out (hey!)
Clearly, I got shit to figure out
Baby, baby, please don't hate me
Call me up again, I won't get weird (hey!)