Idol - Instupendo

Baby, I’m not a man, I’m not your friend, I’m just your curator

Mister, I’m not your friend, I’m just your concierge

Said I’m not really real, I’m just here for your growth

But, Mister, I love the way that you play with my hair

You play with my hair

Baby, isn’t it so sweet?

Putting me to sleep

You play with my hair

Baby, isn’t it so sweet?

Putting me to sleep

Lips like honey, but words like tar

Baby, I could write you a play

Maybe you and me could change

The-the-the hitman takes aim

I could drop off today

I could jump off the fence

Beautiful paradise moment

Even with a hole in my head

I could still kiss your hand

You play with my hair

Baby, isn’t it so sweet?

Putting me to sleep

You play with my hair

Baby, isn’t it so sweet?

Putting me to sleep

A kiss on my teeth

A whole life in one week

It’s all that I need

One twist of the key

You break me completely

I’m on the floor tweaking

I look so pretty in pieces