Black Pistol Fire — Hot Mess

I know you fancy yourself as a sexy bitch It's in the way that you walk Do you kiss your mother with those expensive lips? You sure got expensive talk Well your lavish life might appear delicious But not particula-larly mutritiousCause you need it Don't you baby No you're nothing without their gazes They don't love you They are strangers Look how far you have come You're amazing, you're amazingWell you worked so hard just to shed the shackles of anonymity Now every one knows ya and they're all talking But not favourably If you wipe the Bolivian from the mirror You just might see things a little clearer[Chorus]And you wonder why the people can't stop looking It's exactly what you want us to do Everybody's at you for their one hot minute We've all got to pick a bigger piece of youBaby... You're a hot mess[Chorus](Have a lovely day! Have a lovely day! You're so hot - just can't get enough)