Letras: Prima Donnas. Head Full Of Pills.

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Well, it was summer at the condo when you said you had a handle
On-a everything
You told me Roxy was in jail, Nigel was in hell
But you were getting clean
And I believed you 'cause you just got you a picture
In my favorite woman's magazine
You spent the whole night holding me tight
Riding behind me on the jetski
Baby, just don't, 'cause we can't go back
My baby, hold your tongue 'cause it's worse like that
My baby, it was different 'cause we all did junk
Oh baby, lock those photos back inside of your trunk
My bittersweet memories
Remind me how we used to feel
All damn summer with our head full of pills
I guess the label back in London were the ones that were a-fundin'
All the crazy times
They bought Julius a scooter, Nick a new computer
And me lots of wine
I had you flown in from France from your catwalk prance
You didn't think to bring your swimsuit so we cut off your pants
And we made love all night long in the boat
Shoving our tongues and your ludes down our throats, but
Baby, just don't, 'cause we can't go back
My baby, hold your tongue 'cause it's worse like that
My baby, it was different 'cause we all did junk
Oh baby, lock those photos back inside of your trunk
My bittersweet memories
Remind me how we used to feel
All damn summer with our head full of pills
I must admit it that I still get down
When I think of how you looked when you almost drowned
And I wish that I could always be there
To pull you from the water by the back of your hair, but
Baby, just don't, 'cause we can't go back
My baby, hold your tongue 'cause it's worse like that
My baby, it was different 'cause we all did junk
Oh baby, lock those photos back inside of your trunk
My bittersweet memories
Remind me how we used to feel
All damn summer with our head full of pills
Yeah, all damn summer with our head full of pills
Yeah, all damn summer with our head full of pills
So nice.