Tekstovi: The Kelley Deal 6000. My Boyfriend Died.

He looks sick
He is sick
Woah

Home tonies and highballs
I'm happy to be sad

He looks dead
He is dead
Woah

You're not the hero
That fuck couldn't see
Stereo phonics, splits ville
And that's alright with me

He looks as light as a feather
He is as light as a feather
When I count to three we will lift him

Lucky I'm winter, a looker
And there is shades of black
Don't trouble the master
He said, "Don't bother him now"

Home tonies and highballs
He said, "Don't bother him now"

My boyfriend died
My boyfriend died
My boyfriend died
My boyfriend died