popstar - eryka gray lyrics
[intro]
“okay, okay, wait, wait, wait, wait
should i do it like, um
foot on the…
yeah?
yeah, okay, okay, okay, let’s do it!”
[verse 1]
foot on the gas
hand on my knee
and i’ll laugh ’cause it’s an accident
but he stays for a second or three
he calls me babe
says i’m his favorite popstar
and i’m raving on about
the way he sings to me in his car
[pre*chorus 1]
and he’s an awful flirt
but he’s better when it comes to me, oh
he calms my nerves
tells me there’s better things for me to see, oh
one look at him and i know he’s right
but i don’t know if i can take much more than
one more lonely night
[chorus]
i wear his father’s badge of approval
he’s in my father’s tie
he’s in the living room charming my mother
he’s got my letters by his bedside
and i love the way he laughs at me
even when he’s lying
and he calls me his favorite popstar
[verse 2]
now he’s driving fast
and i’m singing his favorite song
and i’m losing all control
these maps might drive us off the road
[pre*chorus 2]
’cause i’m bad with directions
but there’s nowhere else for us to be, oh
and all his friends say he likes me better
is it love? it could be
i guess we’ll see, oh
one look at him, and i know he’s mine
but i don’t know if i can take much more than
one more lonely night
[chorus]
i wear his father’s badge of approval
he’s in my father’s tie
he’s in the living room charming my mother
he’s got my letters by his bedside
and i love the way he laughs at me
even when he’s lying
and he calls me his favorite popstar
yeah, he calls me his favorite
[bridge]
i’m calling him up
i’m dizzy and tired
on a sat*rday night
while he’s going home
i’m on his dashboard
he says he’s not busy
but he’s busy with me
’cause i know he knows
i’m calling him up
i’m dizzy and tired
on a sat*rday night
while he’s going home
i’m on his dashboard
he says he’s not busy
but i know he’s lying
he knows that i know
i’m his favorite, oh
[chorus]
i wear his father’s badge of approval
he’s in my father’s tie
he’s in the living room charming my mother
he’s got my letters by his bedside
and i love the way he laughs at me
even when he’s lying
and he calls me his favorite popstar
[outro]
“but, like, i just kind of wanna write it into a song, as, like, a lyric
i feel like that would be really cute, but is that… or, like, is that cringe?
you know what? …f*ck it! love is cringe, but that’s the fun of it”
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