Uglykid - Hobo Johnson, Elohim

Baby, make me feel like the way that you do

You look so pretty, awfully pretty

Sitting in your throne size stoop

But I’m an ugly kid

Ugly enough to not want to exist

I’m an ugly kid and you’re that pitch perfect angel

Singing your classic smashing hit

Now I’m glad I exist

Your eyes twinkle like all your tears from last night

But if I make you cry again

I think that I might just die

I’m such a fucking ugly kid

Ugly enough to just want to just quit

I’m an ugly kid

And you’re like a summer sunset in Stockholm

I’m like being stuck in fucking Bakersfield

And walking home

Baby, make me feel like the way that you do

You look so pretty, awfully pretty

Sitting in your throne size stoop

But I’m an ugly kid

Ugly enough to not want to exist

I’m an ugly kid and you’re that pitch perfect angel

Singing your classic smashing hit

Now I’m glad I exist

Nothing helps make up minds like roses or

A lot of time but I’ll just be sitting here

Not close to you or somewhere near

'Cause if you get too close to lovely bird it flies away

A bird I should of been glad to see

Instead of sad it wants to leave

Should be happy, even if it’s all without me

Baby, make me feel like the way that you do

You look so pretty, awfully pretty

Sitting in your throne size stoop, stoop, stoop, stoop, stoop

(He's an ugly kid, such an ugly kid)

Listen to this fucking trumpet, holy shit

Stoop, stoop, stoop, stoop, stoop

(He's an ugly kid, such an ugly kid)

That was a story of the kid

Who fuckin', was real chunky growin' up

And then he gets older and guess what?

He’s a little less chunky!