What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas
But what if it don't?
What happens in my head stays in my head
But sometimes it won't
What if you knew what I was thinkin
Would it make you like WOHHHHH!
Dont wanna risk puttin' my foot in it
So ill keep my mouth closed!
All you hear is...
mmm mmm m m m m
Gonna button my lip So the truth dont slip
mmm mmm m m m m m
Gotta beep out what I really wanna shout
Woops Did I say it out loud, did you find out
I wanna have your babies
Get serious like crazy
I wanna have your babies
I see 'em springin up like daisies
Some of my feelings keep escapin'
so I make it a joke
Nonchalant I keep on fakin'
So my heart dont get broke
Im in a big big big big ocean in a tiny little boat
Ill only put the idea out there If I know its gonna float
All you hear is...
mmm mmm m m m m m
Gonna button my lip
So the truth dont slip
mmm mmm m m m m m
Gotta beep out
What I really wanna shout
Woops Did I say it out loud
Did you find out
I wanna have your babies
Get serious like crazy
I wanna have your babies
I see 'em springin up like daisy's
In my head there's a slot machine
And Im bettin' you're the one in my hopes and dreams
Trust me it would scare you if you knew what was goin' on in my brain
Trust me it would scare you that I've picked out the church all the schools all the names
If you knew it was all about you every wish Every candle every coin in a fountain
Trust me it would scare you
Thats why I go...
mmm mmm m m m m m
mmm mmm m m m m m
Gonna button my lip
So the truth dont slip
mmm mmm m m m m m
Gotta beep out
What I really wanna shout
Woops Did I say it out loud
Did you find out
I wanna have your babies
Get serious like crazy
I wanna have your babies
I see 'em springin up like daisy's
mmm mmm m m m m m
Gonna button my lip
So the truth dont slip
mmm mmm m m m m m
Gotta beep out
What I really wanna shout
Woops Did I say it out loud
Did you find out
I wanna have your babies
Get serious like crazy
I wanna have your babies
I see 'em springin up like daisy's
mmm mmm m m m m m
Try not to think about Natasha spraying them children out, popping up like daisies, and try not to think about the incorrect grammar and apostrophies - as I found them on the site. I'm probably going to have to dial a prayer now.
4 comments:
im like WOHHHHH! puke!
just don't keep your mouth closed, don't button your lip.
Natasha, the slot machine is not in your head. You ARE the slot machine, and I mean that in the most un-zen way possible.
that really sucks. but you know what's more disturbing than the image of natasha bedingfield's progeny? GIANT PHOTOS OF "THE MOST INTELLIGENT MAN IN THE WORLD" ALL THROUGH THE CRITIC. i have left a copy on the coffee table. i dare you to look.
I ate an avocado before bed last night, partially because I am a glutton, but partially because I thought I might have wonderful dreams of running through the fields with the most intelligent man in the world - money spraying from every pocket.
No such luck.
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