Poaching in galapagos
It isn’t easy baby
Flipping your geronimo’s
I’m meant to tease you baby

Hissy fits and little alter egos
I’m meant to be a baby
If I’m the question than the answer is no
I’m meant to leave you baby, well

Please, bet you’ll make it anywhere
Cross another lover’s eyes
And I think you’ll have to double the dare

Seen a lot of kinds of things at eighteen
You were just thievin'

Heat. Under the streets
Between the sheets
Amongst the

Trippin' at bellagio’s
I’m meant to need you baby
Take you hostage then I count to zero
I’m meant to leave you baby

Half-leprosy doesn’t seem to reasonable
Quitting the team doesnt seem to dependable

Please. Bet you’ll make it anywhere
Cross another lover’s eyes
And I think you’ll have to double the dare
Seen a lot of kinds of things at eighteen
You were just thievin'

Broken every record I own
You didn’t need to be alone
Kissing dirty magazines at eighteen
You were just leavin'

Heat, under the streets, between the sheets
Amongst the volatile revenge