Testo di East Side Boy (feat. Bonnie McKee)

Oh, no, oh, no, I think I'm fallin' Black leather jacket and messy hair When he's on his bike, our motor's running Hop on the back, he takes me right there I'll meet him anywhere His fingers in my hair, oh, yeah Daddy's worst nightmare That's why mama used to say, oh, oh Never trust an East Side boy, only break your heart Promise you the heavens and leave you in the dark But I want an East Side boy, riding through the night He's lookin' for trouble and ooh, that's what I like Give it up for East Side boys, they're crazy, crazy East Side boys, they're sexy, sexy East Side boys, they're naughty, naughty Mama just don't understand Oh, oh, yeah, oh, yeah I'm at the rock show He's on the stage, I'm in the front row When he sings that sing, he wrote it Bonnie These other bitches are just groupies Next day I see him there His fingers in her hair, oh, no He's my worst nightmare That's why mama used to say, oh, oh Never trust an East Side boy, only break your heart Promise you the heavens and leave you in the dark But I want an East Side boy, riding through the night He's lookin' for trouble and ooh, that's what I like Give it up for East Side boys, they're crazy, crazy East Side boys, they're sexy, sexy East Side boys, they're naughty, naughty Mama just don't understand