Stupid Cupid
Id like to clip your wings, so you cant fly
& I know that youre the one to blame
I meet him every morning bout a half past eight
you even got me carrying his books to school.
Right
& I dont feature what youre puttin down
The thing that bothers me is that I like it fine
& I dont feature what youre puttin down
the thing that bothers me is that I like it fine