Three weeks, I ain’t got better stuff to do
No words, no call, no interaction with you
Drama Queen Lyrics – DanaMaria
Drama Queen Lyrics by DanaMaria
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Three weeks, I ain’t got better stuff to do
No words, no call, no interaction with you
Tough on my pride
Growin‘ so giant
Call me names, tease me ‘n’ treat me mean
As if it’s your favorite mission
Just tell me what you’re thinking
While everybody’s going crazy
I wake up in your arms, don’t know what’s bad bout it
Prepare work with my guitar, don’t know what’s bad bout it
The sun tickles my nose
You warm my toes
With your lips slightly open
You have lost your breath
When it gets your world apart
In the blink of an eye, the die is cast
We stand the heat, the burning sun
Drought and dryness, no problem, hun‘
Watch me in the moonlight
I pour out my heart into the night