: My pocket don't drive me fast My mother treats me slow My statue's got a concrete heart But you're the coldest bitch I know In the factory that you
Stockings and presents under the tree Old Christmas carols being sung on the streets Lights fill the air, loves everywhere (Christmas always brings us
My pocket don't drive me fast My mother treats me slow My statue's got a concrete heart But you're the coldest bitch I know In the factory that you
