Well I've read Juliet
Couldn't tell you what she meant
Was that girl just running around on him?
Did she make it to his side of town
Just to keep him up in bed, singing,
"Daddy don't let me out past ten"
Just like all Capulets, but
That girl, Mona Lisa
Pretty sure she's showin some teeth now
Ain't been runnin around no more but
Romeo is sinkin like a stone
I know she's actin like she's classy
But she's got her hands around his neck
I know she’s acting like she’s dancing
But she’s got her hands around his neck
Just like all Capulets, I said,
I hope that it gets warm again
So all the girls want to take off their clothes
Hope they're who they've always been
Cause these August nights are getting cold
*Whistle*
But the girl, Juliet
She went and got inside his hea
It's blood red, spider webs,
You know the boys, they love the pretense
And now she's actin kind of sexy, likes to dance after 5am
I know she's actin like she's classy
But she's got her hands around his neck
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