Like Me Meaner Songtext
von Lanie Lane
Like Me Meaner Songtext
I know you′re hungry for this
I been wondering 'bout the taste
I stood out in the forest down in the shade
To give in to the chase
But why was it so quiet?
Turned into the stillest night
I couldn′t hear the sounds I'd waited for
Too late to turn back to the light
Hoochie cooch man, it's the witching hour
Won′t a bit less worry help us now?
Thought this green light would make you come
You just get angry, we come undone
I bet you, hoochie cooch man, any dollar
You′d sure like it if I made you holler
Ain't no drug gonna get any cleaner
I could play nice or would you like me meaner?
And I can see into your fire
How could you say you′re almost dead?
When there's so much breath rising in your chest
A hurricane in your head
Damn it, just let your body go
Take off that jacket now
′Cause it's hot as hell, why suffer
When you could be here cooling down?
Alright
Hoochie cooch man, it′s the witching hour
Won't a bit less worry help us now?
Thought this green light would make you come
You just get angry, we come undone
I bet you, hoochie cooch man, any dollar
You'd sure like it if I made you holler
Ain′t no drug gonna get any cleaner
I could play nice or would you like me meaner?
Oh, hoochie cooch man, it′s the witching hour
Won't a bit less worry help us now?
Thought this green light would make you come
You just get angry, we come undone
I bet you, hoochie cooch man, any dollar
You′d sure like it if I made you holler
Ain't no drug gonna get any cleaner
I could play nice or would you like me meaner?
I could play nice or would you like me meaner?
I could play nice or would you like me meaner?
I been wondering 'bout the taste
I stood out in the forest down in the shade
To give in to the chase
But why was it so quiet?
Turned into the stillest night
I couldn′t hear the sounds I'd waited for
Too late to turn back to the light
Hoochie cooch man, it's the witching hour
Won′t a bit less worry help us now?
Thought this green light would make you come
You just get angry, we come undone
I bet you, hoochie cooch man, any dollar
You′d sure like it if I made you holler
Ain't no drug gonna get any cleaner
I could play nice or would you like me meaner?
And I can see into your fire
How could you say you′re almost dead?
When there's so much breath rising in your chest
A hurricane in your head
Damn it, just let your body go
Take off that jacket now
′Cause it's hot as hell, why suffer
When you could be here cooling down?
Alright
Hoochie cooch man, it′s the witching hour
Won't a bit less worry help us now?
Thought this green light would make you come
You just get angry, we come undone
I bet you, hoochie cooch man, any dollar
You'd sure like it if I made you holler
Ain′t no drug gonna get any cleaner
I could play nice or would you like me meaner?
Oh, hoochie cooch man, it′s the witching hour
Won't a bit less worry help us now?
Thought this green light would make you come
You just get angry, we come undone
I bet you, hoochie cooch man, any dollar
You′d sure like it if I made you holler
Ain't no drug gonna get any cleaner
I could play nice or would you like me meaner?
I could play nice or would you like me meaner?
I could play nice or would you like me meaner?
Writer(s): Lanier Stephanie M Johnston Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com