Sex in the City

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"Okay so the first one, I do have to ask
 Would you be able to pay the balance in full today?
 Six hundred ninety one"
 "No I can't"
 "Okay, no problem.
 So what we can do is break that up into three monthly payments."
 Beautiful people only live in downtown
 And midtown and around where I stay
 Is it their brain that really matters?
 Or their character that flatters?
 Or dependant on their beautiful face?
 But if you're beautiful from birth, do you really have the courage
 Of a woman picked on for her girth?
 Ever since she was a kid, and you know how kids work
 Up until she was a full-grown adult
 Now I'm not saying that it's real smooth sailing
 But guys, being nice doesn't hurt
 And I'm not saying that they're perfect
 I'm just saying that they're different
 And the difference is they love to wear skirts
 Sex in the city
 Probably feels really really nice
 With hands placed on faces and twinkles in their eyes
 Sex in the city
 Probably looks really really great with
 A girl that's like a ten and a guy that's 'bout an eight
 Sex in the city
 Sounds like it takes place on stage
 Both moaning in key while Marvin Gaye sings
 Sex in the city
 Candles smell like great jobs and promising careers
 My candles smell like fear my roommates may hear
 I have, really bad bacne
 It looks like the gosh-dang night sky
 And I promise I'm gonna get it taken care of
 So I'm not a baby maker looker, but maybe I am
 To a woman that really loves me for
 Who I am
 Or maybe who I'm not
 Either way it's getting bothered and hot, gross!
 Hey missus, will you take me to a world where
 Nothing else exists except the contents of our soul
 And there we'll talk
 Y'know, or Instagram DM works too
 What up?
 If I look like Brad Pitt mixed with bit of Jake Gyllenhaal
 And a bowl of David Hasselhoff I wouldn't be here at all
 I'd be in Los Angeles
 Or at your mom's house eating all the sandwiches
 Sex in the city
 Probably feels really really nice
 With hands placed on faces and twinkles in their eyes
 Sex in the city
 Probably looks really really great
 With a girl that's like a ten and a guy that's 'bout an eight
 Sex in the city
 Sounds like it takes place on stage
 Both moaning in key while Marvin Gaye sings
 Sex in the city
 Candles smell like great jobs and promising careers
 My candles smell like fear my roommates may hear, and socks
 And whatever freshening spray I used thirty minutes beforehand
 Where I quickly run through my room trying to clean it
 Y'know? Right- uh? Right- uh? I'm right uh?
 

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Song Details

Duration
02:37
Key
6
Tempo
81 BPM

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