DAZED AND ABUSED IN BEVERLY HILLS Lyrics By Amaarae
Déjà
Familiar like déjà vu
Red-eye on a late night
But I still remember you
Had me falling down by the wayside, outer space
Dripping like the rain and
Prepared to lose all that I love
Maybe not the drugs, maybe just you
Baby, I love it when you say
Say my name, baby
Don't need to give me lots of things, no
People call me crazy, ooh
But I love it when you're mean
You make me think about shit
Feels like one hundred degrees
Honey, tell me are you 'bout it?
I doubt it
