RUDE Songtext
von Ella Isaacson

Rude
Oh me
Oh my
Got the flames and the sparkle in your eyes
Is she a freak?
Is she a vice?
She got that Sharon Stone sexy kinda vibe

Mirror, mirror on the wall
Show me who′s the baddest bitch of them all

Hells got a bed made up for you
Stompin' on hearts with them high heel shoes
The devil spent a little more time with you
Everyone′s obsessed with a body so
Rude

Rude


Good looks
It's unfair
Everybody's type so they stop and stare
So hot
Say their prayers
All dyin′ on their knees and you just don′t care

Mirror mirror on the wall
Show me who's the baddest bitch of them all

Hells got a bed made up for you
Stompin′ on hearts with those high heel shoes
The devil spent a little more time with you
Everyone's obsessed with a body so
Rude

Rude

Rude
Hells got a bed made up for you
Everyone′s obsessed, ever, everyone's obsessed
Hells got a bed made up for you
Everyone′s obsessed, every, everyone's obsessed

Mirror, mirror on the wall
Show me who's the baddest bitch of them all
Rude

Rude