Florence Arman - Good Girls

Bet you, wish you were living at your mama's houseShe put you to bed with a cup of milkAnd told the story, put the night light out butYou're 20-something, and it's time that you woke upAnd everybody thinks you're perfect for meI hope they're happyThey say good girls go to heavenSo why the hell am I down here with you?Don't wanna fall out of cloud sevenDidn't even wanna fall for youI gave you all my love and energyBut you never gave it back to meThey say good girls go to heavenWhy the hell am I down here with you?The hell am I down here with you(Okay)I hope you cry behind pink tinted shadesWhile I run some errands at the bank'Cause someone's gotta pay for your mistakesBut I can't dry my tears with a chequebookAnd everybody said you're perfect for meI hope they're happy nowThey say good girls go to heavenSo why the hell am I down here with you?Don't wanna fall out of cloud sevenDidn't even wanna fall for youI gave you all my love and energyBut you never gave it back to meThey say good girls go to heavenWhy the hell am I down here with you?You told me you can only fuck girls you likeTrue, I've never been so fucked in my lifeTold me you can only fuck girls you likeGuess you're right, guess you're right'Cause everybody said you're perfect for meI hope they're happy nowThey say good girls go to heaven (oh)So why the hell am I down here with you?Don't wanna fall out of cloud sevenDidn't even wanna fall for youI gave you all my love and energyBut you never gave it back to meThey say good girls go to heavenWhy the hell am I down here with you?The hell am I down here with youThe hell am I down here with you