Stardust & Polaroids

  You don't gotta be gentle with me (with me) Paint me like your French girls, piece by piece (piece by piece) 'Cause my body is a temple, ah-ah And it needs some extra detail right here, right now And my name is monumental, ah-ah Say it for me, for me, for me 'Cause I'm a goddess I'm fuckin' flawless, let's not be modest 'Cause if you fuck with me, I might just change your life 'Cause I'm a goddess, make you a promise That if you fuck with me, I might just change your life Mood

  I'ma need to hear you say it out loud 'Cause I love it when my name slips out your mouth Love it when your eyes caress my body (oh-oh) Right before you lace your kisses on me (bonjour) Green-eyed French boy got me tripping How your skin is always soft How your kisses always hit How you know just where to - Green-eyed French boy got me tripping On that accent off your lips How your tongue do all those tricks How you know just where to Kiss me under the Paris twilight Kiss me out on the moonlit floor Kiss me under the Paris twilight (ah-ah) So kiss me Mood

  You say that you like to watch hot bitches fail Talented or not you knock the wind from our sails Your t-shirt says the future is female But I don't think you buy what you sell I'll wear my strawberry earrings You wear that smug little smile I'll wear whatever I'm wearing And you can think what you like And when the future comes calling I hope you fall into line It's been a barrel of laughs in your world Welcome to mine Mood

  Drew me in, look at what you started Good with your hands, can you paint my body? (Body) Go 'head and brush up on me Baby, when you own it, sign it, dot it (oh, whoa) I'll be your piece I'll be your peace (peace, peace, peace) I'll be your piece Your A-R-T (oh, yeah, oh, yeah) Study my face (face), frame (frame) Put me on the wall above the stair (stair) case (case) If you show me off, I'll be your piece Your A-R-T Mood

  Hit the brakes you're not thinking straight 'cause I'm not the one here that's gotta indicate I Didn't stutter, hit the gutter Stopping at a red then you're running through another Baby, I can tell that you're liking me, yeah I don't wanna drive down a one way street Feel you shudder, be my lover Don't make me make you pull over Just so you know I want you fogging up my windows Press my accelerator nice and slow (nice and slow Yeah you'll be driving with your eyes closed (And I know that you like my) Hands on your throat You're struggling to keep your eyes on the road (yeah) Lower the seat back babe as far as it goes I know you love it when I take control Let's see how loud this thing goes Mood

  She don't start shit, but she can tell you how it ends Don't get sad, get even So on the weekends She don't dress for friends Lately, she's been dressing for revenge Ladies always rise above Ladies know what people want Someone sweet and kind and fun The lady simply had enough While he was doing lines And crossing all of mine Someone told his white collar crimes to the FBI And I don't dress for villains Or for innocents I'm on my vigilante shit again Mood