I’m walking in like Blondie
A human ball of laundry
No shower, just my perfume
My tights are grey, no costume
Don’t need to brush my hair out
Birds need a nest to hang out
Heels are a step from breaking
I’m so amazing
One leather glove, one satin
But I’m still good at snatching
Thrifting I found my glory
Cause I like wearing stories
Had you from the beginning
I’m playing dumb and winning
My nails are broken busted
But I’m still fucking dusted
I’m polish remover
I’m ratchet couture
I’m a goddamn mermaid
I don’t need to try
I don’t even care who gives a shit
Cause I look fucking cool
Cause I look fucking cool
I’m standing 7’ 7” with my hair up to Heaven
Dirt poor but spirit wealthy
Dead battery from selfies
Skin on my knees is bleeding
Time for a psychic reading
Give Dionne Warwick a call cause pride comes before the fall
My hair’s never seen a brush
Smells like jungle juice and rush
We got your pussy popping
And there’s no sign of stopping
Eat up these kibbles and bits
Take us to 10 billion hits
A natural disaster
We’re Team Adore Delaska
All right, so I’ve never heard of a hair brush
So I'm like a coloring book, even a child could read me
Well, you know what, motherfucker?
I look fucking cool
I look fucking cool
Cause I look fucking cool
Cause I look fucking cool
Omg, Alaska, can you believe this shit?
I know, right, Adore Delano?
Our song is so good
I love it
Cause we look fucking cool