Truth be told, Fuck Me Pumps

This all too familiar truths are well told by Amy. Amy, only one suggestion. This is what I thought I heard the first time, and it made me laugh hysterically:

“You can’t SEE down right,
Cuz you jeans are too tight”

Anyways, here goes, pure genius on repeat:

Lyrics to Fuck Me Pumps:
When you walk in the bar,
And you dressed like a star,
Rockin’ your F me pumps.

And the men notice you,
With your Gucci bag crew,
Can’t tell who he’s lookin’ to.

Cuz you all look the same,
Everyone knows your name,
And that’s you whole claim to fame.

Never miss a night,
Cuz your dream in life,
Is to be a footballers wife
You don’t like players,
That’s what you say-a,
But you really wouldn’t mind a millionaire.

You don’t like ballers,
They don’t do nothing for ya,
But you’d love a rich man six foot two or taller.

You’re more than a fan,
Lookin’ for a man,
But you end up with one-nights-stands.

He could be your whole life,
If you got past one night,
But that part never goes right.

In the morning you’re vexed,
He’s onto the next,
And you didn’t even get no taste.

Don’t be too upset,
If they call you a skank,
Cuz like the news everyday you get pressed.

You don’t like players,
That’s what you say-a,
But you really wouldn’t mind a millionaire.

Or them big ballers,
Don’t do nothing for ya.
But you’d love a rich man six foot two or taller,

You can’t sit down right,
Cuz you jeans are too tight,
And your lucky its ladies night.

With your big empty purse,
Every week it gets worse,
At least your breasts cost more than hers.

So you did Miami,
Cuz you got there for free,
But somehow you missed the plane.

You did too much E,
Met somebody,
And spent the night getting caned.

Without girls like you,
There’d be no fun,
We’d go to the club and not see anyone.

Without girls like you,
There’s no nightlife,
All those men just go home to their wives.

Don’t be mad at me,
Cuz you’re pushing thirty,
And your old tricks no longer work.

You should have known from the jump,
That you always get dumped,
So dust off your fuck me pumps
[ Fuck Me Pumps Lyrics on http://www.lyricsmania.com/ ]

2 Responses to “Truth be told, Fuck Me Pumps”

  1. So you did Miami,
    Cuz you got there for free,
    But somehow you missed the plane.

    Asta mi se pare cea mai tare parte :)
    Astept de la Winehouse sa isi revina dar cred ca mai este drum lung. Sau poate nu mai este niciun drum. Trist, oricum…

  2. Last night Miruna mentioned you, so today visiting her Facebook I have noticed your green t-shirt and built figure, the supposition it was indeed you being reinforced by “They met randomly. Through our blogs :)” and then… you comment on this, which was on Miruna’s playlist last night and the last time I was in the same place I had a discussion with her about what I thought at the time was Amy Winehouse’s latest album, Frank, which it wasn’t, but anyways I think it’s all funny. I’d better move my lazy bum to that report I need to turn in tomorrow. I have developed a special talent lately at beating about the bush.

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