A&W

I haven't done a cartwheel since I was nine
I haven't seen my mother in a long, long time
I mean, look at me, look at the length of my hair
My face, the shape of my body
Do you really think I give a damn what I do after years of just hearing them talking?

I say I live in Rosemead, really, I'm at the Ramada
It doesn't really matter, doesn't really, really matter

Call him up, come into my bedroom
Ended up, we fuck on the hotel floor
It's not about having someone to love me any morе
This is the experience of being an American whore

Called up one friend, call up another
Forensic Files wasn't on
Watching Teenage Diary of a Girl
Wondering what went wrong
I'm a princess, I'm divisive
Ask me why, why I'm like this
Maybe I'm just kinda like this
I don't know, maybe I'm just like this

I say I live in Rosemead, really, I'm at the Ramada
It doesn't really matter, doesn't really, really matter

Call him up, he comes over again
Yeah, I know I'm over my head, but, oh
It's not about having someone to love me anymore
No, this is the experience of being an American whore

I mean, look at my hair, look at the length of it and the shape of my body
If I told you that I was raped, do you really think that anybody would think I didn't ask for it, didn't ask for it?
Won't testify, I already fucked up my story
On top of this (Mmm), so many other things you can't believe
Did you know a singer can still be lookin' like a side piece at thirty-three?
Got a (Shh!) who turned down the back beat
Puts the shower on while he calls me
Sneaks out the back door to talk to me
I'm invisible, look how you hold me
I'm invisible, I'm invisible
I'm a ghost now, look how you hold me now

It's not about having someone to love me anymore (Oh, okay)
No, this is the experience of being an American whore
It's not about having someone to love me anymore
No, this is the experience of being an American whore
This is the experience of being an American whore
This is the experience of being an American whore

(This is the experience of bein’ an American whore)
(This is the experience of bein’ an American whore)
(This is the experience of bein’ an American whore)

Ooh!

Jimmy, Jimmy, cocoa puff, Jimmy, Jimmy, ride
Jimmy, Jimmy, cocoa puff, Jimmy get me high (Oh, my God)
Love me if you love enough, you can be my light
Jimmy only love me when he wanna get high
Jimmy only love me when he wanna get high
Jimmy only love me when he wanna get high
Jimmy only love me when he wanna get high
Your mom called, I told her, you're fucking up big time
(Oh ho ho ho hoo, oh ho ho hoo)
Your mom called, I told her, you're fucking up big time

Jimmy, Jimmy, cocoa puff, Jimmy, Jimmy, ride
Jimmy, Jimmy, cocoa puff, Jimmy get me high
Love me if you love enough, you can be my light (Mmm)
Jimmy only love me when he wanna get high
Jimmy only love me when he wanna get high
Jimmy only love me when he wanna get high
Jimmy only love me when he wanna get high
Your mom called, I told her, you're fucking up big time

Jimmy, you should switch it up, baby, light it up
Jimmy, if you leave the house, find me in the club, like
Jimmy, if you switch it up, you should light it up
Jimmy, if you leave the house, find me in the club (Like, surf's up!)
Your mom called, I told her, you're fucking up big time
But I don't care, baby, I already lost my mind, mind, mind
If you light it up, find me in the club (It's lit!)
Your mom called, I told her, you're fucking up big time (Ah!)

Jimmy, Jimmy, cocoa puff, Jimmy, Jimmy, ride
Jimmy, Jimmy, cocoa puff, Jimmy get me high
Love me if you love enough, you can be my light
Jimmy only love me when he wanna get high
Jimmy only love me when he wanna get high
Jimmy only love me when he wanna get high
Jimmy only love me when he wanna get high
Your mom called, I told her, you're fucking up big time