I'm Sexy

Whole life is like a bad trip Everyday day is on repeat: Wake up, make up, coffee sip Go to work, task complete I’m ready to do everything Just not to do anything Don’t think it is embarrassing Gosh, Why do I have to work? I’m sexy! So sexy! I’m sexy! Fucking sexy! God, send me a husband billionaire I’ll be perfect wife, I swear I can be a bitch, I can be shy Any whim of mine he’ll buy If he’s old, I don’t care Main thing’s that he likes to share If he dies, I won’t cry God will send me another guy Look, I don’t want to compare Georgina is already there Enjoying her expensive wear God, I promise, it’s not fair! God, let my husband be so hot And make my cherry come a lot Make me sweat doing his job And all of this on my new yacht Gosh, Why do I have to work? I’m sexy! So sexy! I’m sexy! Fucking sexy! Gosh, Why do I have to work? I’m sexy! So sexy! I’m sexy! Fucking sexy!