Song parody of
Like a TV series
by Rick Thistle
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My house is burning down
It's cold outside
I'm refreshing all my life and style
Troubles reach every side of mind
I'm coming home
Turn off this phone
I wanna see those eyes
This wedding looks like another seasonal crime
Where I am a cop and you a murdered tie
But on the dance floor
You say to me
Darling I'm a bitch
You forgot it
Darling you're an asshole
You forgot it
Hands up with the DJ
Come on
Trust me
Where's my friend A.R.
I forgot her
I forgot her
The door is open but I don't know how to close it
Kill me when you can get out of this shit
Italian Boy is vibin' on these chicks
Freaking out
Everytime and everywhere in this world
The table tennis ball is bouncin' on my chest
Dropping knives
And dripping gloves
On this painting to fall into it
But on the dance floor
You say to me
Darling I'm a bitch
You forgot it
Darling you're an asshole
You forgot it
Hands up with the DJ
Come on
Trust me
Where's my friend A.R.
I forgot her
I forgot her
My house is burning down
It's cold outside
I'm refreshing all my life and style
Troubles reach every side of mind
I'm coming home
Turn off this phone
I wanna see those eyes
This wedding looks like another seasonal crime
Where I am a cop and you a murdered tie
But on the dance floor
You say to me
Darling I'm a bitch
You forgot it
Darling you're an asshole
You forgot it
Hands up with the DJ
Come on
Trust me
Where's my friend A.R.
I forgot her
I forgot her
The door is open but I don't know how to close it
Kill me when you can get out of this shit
Italian Boy is vibin' on these chicks
Freaking out
Everytime and everywhere in this world
The table tennis ball is bouncin' on my chest
Dropping knives
And dripping gloves
On this painting to fall into it
But on the dance floor
You say to me
Darling I'm a bitch
You forgot it
Darling you're an asshole
You forgot it
Hands up with the DJ
Come on
Trust me
Where's my friend A.R.
I forgot her
I forgot her
