Song parody of
Lady Ashley
by Lautrec
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You don't need a title
You've got class written all over you
Curves reserved to the girls in the late teens
Withering every second
That's the beauty in its making
You can't hide yourself
Not even in that cashmere
You don't want to hide yourself
Not when you're a rocketeer
Tell me is it me that you love
Or is it the idea of me of me of me
Is it you that i lust
Wrong question for us
Cause I know
I know the answer
(Lady Ashley)
You need the liquor when you daydream
Sassy little bitch I love you
Would you need that dry cleaned
(Glass of Brandy)
Spilled all over your Gucci
You can barely walk
So let me pump the gasoline
(Lady Ashley)
You need the liquor when you daydream
Sassy little bitch I love you
Would you need that dry cleaned
(Glass of Brandy)
Spilled all over your Gucci
You can barely walk
So let me pump the gasoline
You've got a man don't you
Or is it men I don't know
You do know I think about you
You use it to your advantage
Why did you bring him in here
Now I have to act like I'm one of your friends
But that doesn't make sense in this hotel room
(Why don't you)
Lead him out for some extra drinks
While we kiss like some fiends homesick
Or like some lunatics fanatic of these politics
(Lady Ashley)
You need the liquor when you daydream
Sassy little bitch I love you
Would you need that dry cleaned
(Glass of Brandy)
Spilled all over your Gucci
You can barely walk
So let me pump the gasoline
(Lady Ashley)
You need the liquor when you daydream
Sassy little bitch I love you
Would you need that dry cleaned
(Glass of Brandy)
Spilled all over your Gucci
You can barely walk
So let me pump the gasoline
This is the way that you cope
This is the way that you roll
You know yourself more than anyone else
And I know you but I can't stop feeling you up up up
(PTSD)
You need that whiskey more than breathing
Withering every second that's your beauty in its making
(Like a screenplay)
Glamour outshines the Broadway
Lady Ashley I need you more than my words say
(PTSD)
You need that whiskey more than breathing
Withering every second that's your beauty in its making
(Like a screenplay)
Glamour outshines the Broadway
Lady Ashley I need you more than my words say
You don't need a title
You've got class written all over you
Curves reserved to the girls in the late teens
Withering every second
That's the beauty in its making
You can't hide yourself
Not even in that cashmere
You don't want to hide yourself
Not when you're a rocketeer
Tell me is it me that you love
Or is it the idea of me of me of me
Is it you that i lust
Wrong question for us
Cause I know
I know the answer
(Lady Ashley)
You need the liquor when you daydream
Sassy little bitch I love you
Would you need that dry cleaned
(Glass of Brandy)
Spilled all over your Gucci
You can barely walk
So let me pump the gasoline
(Lady Ashley)
You need the liquor when you daydream
Sassy little bitch I love you
Would you need that dry cleaned
(Glass of Brandy)
Spilled all over your Gucci
You can barely walk
So let me pump the gasoline
You've got a man don't you
Or is it men I don't know
You do know I think about you
You use it to your advantage
Why did you bring him in here
Now I have to act like I'm one of your friends
But that doesn't make sense in this hotel room
(Why don't you)
Lead him out for some extra drinks
While we kiss like some fiends homesick
Or like some lunatics fanatic of these politics
(Lady Ashley)
You need the liquor when you daydream
Sassy little bitch I love you
Would you need that dry cleaned
(Glass of Brandy)
Spilled all over your Gucci
You can barely walk
So let me pump the gasoline
(Lady Ashley)
You need the liquor when you daydream
Sassy little bitch I love you
Would you need that dry cleaned
(Glass of Brandy)
Spilled all over your Gucci
You can barely walk
So let me pump the gasoline
This is the way that you cope
This is the way that you roll
You know yourself more than anyone else
And I know you but I can't stop feeling you up up up
(PTSD)
You need that whiskey more than breathing
Withering every second that's your beauty in its making
(Like a screenplay)
Glamour outshines the Broadway
Lady Ashley I need you more than my words say
(PTSD)
You need that whiskey more than breathing
Withering every second that's your beauty in its making
(Like a screenplay)
Glamour outshines the Broadway
Lady Ashley I need you more than my words say
