smokin

Well i crashed my little sister's car into my neighbor's fridge
Then i took off all my clothes and burned em on top of the brooklyn bridge
I'm not gonna lie, when you looked my way i was kinda shook
So i stayed up til five, then i cried to the jungle book
You make me feel like a crack smokin christian
You make me feel like a rehab addiction
You make me feel like a magazine subscription
You make me feel like a walking contradiction
And when i tell you that i love you babe i won't lie
You make me wanna sell my parka and move up to anchorage
You make me wanna wander around at 4am and forget what time it is
You make me wanna steal confetti from every minimart
You make me wanna sleep with every pop star on the top twenty charts
You make me feel like a crack smokin christian
You make me feel like a rehab addiction
You make me feel like a magazine subscription
You make me feel like a walking contradiction
And when i tell you that i love you babe i won't lie