Hey, love, I lost you, babe Pickin' up a penny with a press-on is Easier to holding you down, can't be any Harder than holding you up now (now) To come clean, I said (to come clean is) To be real is (to come clean), to be real is Probably true what they say about me Probably came from my inner circle, it Usually come from your inner circle, or lack thereof And I don't know (nobody) who I can trust I've been droppin' out, and I've been hangin' out With my high friends and we too stoned to Pay attention, now (much too cool for seventh grade) I mean really it's same me, it's old me, you know, same shit I've been on the low-key grinding (Grinding, grinding, grinding, grinding, grinding) Learning on the low-key, shining Tryin' to keep to myself, but you bring me Out of character (hoo, hoo), every time, again Damn, Gina, damn, Gina (hoo) Them jeans, they must be uptight, mama (hoo, hoo) You need some get right, mama Go, Gina, go, Gina (still works for me, it works for me, no) Go get that get right, mama (it works for me, it works for me, no) Go, Gina, go, Gina (still works for me, it works for me, no) Go 'til you get right, mama (it works for me, it works for me, no) I belong to nobody Hope it don't bother you, you could mind your business I belong to nobody Tried not to disturb her, mind my business Still works for me, it works for me, no It works for me, it works for me, no (go, Gina, go, Gina) Still works for me, it works for me, no It works for me, it works for me, no (go, Gina, go, Gina) Still works for me, it works for me, no It works for me, it works for me, no (go, Gina, go, Gina) Still works for me, it works for me, no It works for me, it works for me, no (go, Gina, go, Gina)
I still remember the third of December, me in your sweater You said it looked better on me than it did you Only if you knew how much I liked you But I watch your eyes as she Walks by What a sight for sore eyes Brighter than the blue sky She's got you mesmerized while I die Why would you ever kiss me? I'm not even half as pretty You gave her your sweater, it's just polyester But you like her better Wish I were Heather Watch as she stands with her, holding your hand Put your arm 'round her shoulder, now I'm getting colder But how could I hate her? She's such an angel But then again, kinda wish she were dead as she Walks by What a sight for sore eyes Brighter than the blue sky She's got you mesmerized while I die Why would you ever kiss me? I'm not even half as pretty You gave her your sweater, it's just polyester But you like her better I wish I were Heather I wish I were Heather (Oh, oh) Wish I were Heather Why would you ever kiss me? I'm not even half as pretty You gave her your sweater, it's just polyester But you like her better Wish I were
