I’m Busy

Lyrics
[Intro: Non-Lyrical Vocals] [Verse 1] I don't care if you're jobless or if you're poor But at least bring a cherry pie when you knock on my door I don't care about flowers, diamond rings Hell, I'll make sure that we live like kings I just need your body, I don't need your soul You're my TV, I'm your remote control I like to have pseudo-intellectual excursions When we explore the general public's perversions [Pre-Chorus 1] Then you take me home, treat me like a lady After that, I'll call you, maybе [Chorus] I'm busy, I'm busy, I'm busy, why? 'Cause I run the world, but I still got love for thе streets I'm busy, I'm busy, I'm busy, why? 'Cause I run the world, but I still got love for the streets [Verse 2] I don't want your heart and soul, I don't care about gender roles I just wanna have a lot of sex with you and [?] That's right, you know? Paul McCartney is my chauffeur, I met him in the 80s, it's all a blur He's very particular about his [?] please? What's up with Beyoncé, who run the world? Girls Then why do you need a fucking guy to buy a purse What a turd, I kissed a girl, her name was Katy Now she calls me all the time, I need some space, mayday [Chorus] I'm busy, why? 'Cause I run the world, but I still got love for the streets I'm busy, I'm busy, I'm busy, why? 'Cause I run the world, but I still got love for the streets [Verse 3] Although you may not be the man of my dreams Doesn't mean you should stop trying Tie me up and spank me on Sunday if you like Although you may not be the man of my dreams Doesn't mean you should stop trying Trying, trying, try harder [Pre-Chorus 2] I'm from the North Pole and I'm on parole You could be the centerpiece in my chateau [Chorus] I'm busy, I'm busy, I'm busy, why? 'Cause I run the world, but I still got love for the streets I'm busy, I'm busy, I'm busy, why? 'Cause I run the world, but I still got love, love for the streets I'm busy, I'm busy, I'm busy, why? 'Cause I run the world, but I still got love for the streets I'm busy
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Credits
- Writers
- Anthony Rossomando
- Ida Maria