My Guy — текст песни (Cake Like)

I`ve got a hot rod build for speed
I love you
Turbo gasket bi-carb wheels
My darling
A tank top crew, my own pool cue
I love you
When my parole comes up in June
We`ll road trip darling

You don`t owe me a thing
You don`t owe me a thing
You don`t own me

I`ve been to New York City twice
Been to Oklahoma too
I could tell you some great... Oh my
My guy

I`m gonna paint her stop light green
I love you
You can be my pit-stop queen
My darling
I`ll take you to the next state fair
I love you
They`ve got fancy hair clips there
For angels like you

You don`t owe me a thing
You don`t owe me a thing
You don`t own me

I`ve been to New York City twice
Been to Oklahoma too
I could tell you some great... Oh my
My guy