Desiree

Desiree
You're so fucking stupid
Your eyes are gray and
You're so damn useless
Because you don't know
What you want

Oh, Desiree
You're so fucking stupid
Your eyes are gray and
You're so damn useless
Because you don't know
What you want

And I'm singing to you
Because I kinda like you
It's like God answered my prayers
And crafted an angel, just for me

But you're probably just a fat CIA agent
Drinking beer, and beating off to asians
Buying stocks like Cathie Wood
Buying shitty weed in the hood

Oh, Desiree
You're so fucking stupid
Your eyes are gray and
You're so damn usеless
Because you don't know
What you want
Oh, Dеsiree
You're so fucking stupid
Your eyes are gray and
You're so damn useless
Because you don't know
What you want

And I'm writing this song because
You've been on my mind a lot
I don't know what you're so
Weary about
Aside from my doubts

Because this is too good to be true
And I know it probably is

Oh, Desiree
You're so fucking stupid
Your eyes are gray and
You're so damn useless
Because you don't know
What you want

Oh, Desiree
You're so fucking stupid
Your eyes are gray and
You're so damn useless
Because you don't know
What you want
Desiree
You're so fucking stupid
Your eyes are gray and
You're so damn useless
Because you don't know
What you want

Oh, Desiree
You're so fucking stupid
Your eyes are gray and
You're so damn useless
Because you don't know
What you want