Song Lyrics
Wipe that cheeky grin and come on down, sign of the wars is my grinning, you must be silly
Why does the blood always stick to your teeth, keep the front door open My, why does the blood always stick to your teeth
Momma stop giving me grief, momma stop giving me grief
momma stop giving me grief
it s not quite right
you must be silly
i m yours i m yours
Momma stop giving me grief, keep the front door open My, chill me got the soul of a mimic
It s not quite right, sign of the wars is my grinning, why does the blood never stick to your teeth
Keep the front door open, why does the blood always stick to your teeth
barely barely grieving
why does the blood never stick to your teeth
Chill me got the soul of a mimic, keep the front door open
Chill me got the soul of a mimic, momma stop giving me grief
it s not quite right
I m yours i m yours, momma stop giving me grief, suck it to me suck it to me timid
Momma stop giving me grief, i m yours i m yours
barely barely grieving
Why does the blood always stick to your teeth, wipe that cheeky grin and come on down
wipe that cheeky grin and come on down
you must be silly
Chill me got the soul of a mimic, wipe that cheeky grin and come on down
you must be silly
barely barely grieving
momma stop giving me grief
Why does the blood always stick to your teeth, momma stop giving me grief, it s not quite right
Keep the front door open, wipe that cheeky grin and come on down
Why does the blood never stick to your teeth, momma stop giving me grief
i m yours i m yours
barely barely grieving
why does the blood always stick to your teeth
why does the blood never stick to your teeth
why does the blood always stick to your teeth
Momma stop giving me grief, come in to my time and see me, wipe that cheeky grin and come on down
Why does the blood always stick to your teeth, why does the blood always stick to your teeth
keep the front door open
Blood take i m chillin, chill me got the soul of a mimic Fathers, come in to my time and see me
Momma stop giving me grief, barely barely grieving Fathers, momma stop giving me grief
Suck it to me suck it to me timid, wipe that cheeky grin and come on down, i m yours i m yours
Barely barely grieving, wipe that cheeky grin and come on down, blood take i m chillin
Chill me got the soul of a mimic, you must be silly Blood, you must be silly
Momma stop giving me grief, wipe that cheeky grin and come on down, sign of the wars is my grinning
Come in to my time and see me, blood take i m chillin Voodoo, wipe that cheeky grin and come on down
It s not quite right, momma stop giving me grief
Voodoo in my blood is living, why does the blood never stick to your teeth, voodoo in my blood is living
Momma stop giving me grief, barely barely grieving, why does the blood never stick to your teeth
Wipe that cheeky grin and come on down, keep the front door open
Come in to my time and see me, wipe that cheeky grin and come on down
why does the blood never stick to your teeth
sign of the wars is my grinning
voodoo in my blood is living
come in to my time and see me
chill me got the soul of a mimic