Karaoké Tummy Hurts (remix) Reneé Rapp & Coco Jones

Maybe I should try religion 'cos Jesus you're hard to rely on

I'd never find you in the kitchen

You couldn't even pay rent for three months

Oh I heard you I get it you're broke

Mmh

But oh you always had money to smoke though

Now my tummy hurts

He's in love with her

But for what it's worth they'd make beautiful babies

And raise 'em up to be a couple of

Fuckin' monsters like their mother and their father

Eventually

Twenty forty-three

Someone's gonna hurt their little girl like their daddy hurt me

Mmh hmm

Baby go open a Bible

'Cos God knows that sin is a cycle

Lied to my face, it's your hobby

Boy you fine as hell for a psycho

When do they pay for the cost of their choice

Oh oh

Never 'cos that's just them boys bein' boys

Now my tummy hurts

Tummy hurts oh ooh woah

He's in love with her

But for what it's worth they'd make beautiful babies

Beautiful babies

And raise 'em up to be a couple of

Fuckin' monsters like their mother

Fuckin' monsters like their mother and their father

Father

Eventually

Eventually woohoo ooh hoo

Twenty forty-three

Someone's gonna hurt their little girl

Like their daddy hurt me like their daddy hurt me

Mmh like their daddy hurt

Oh like their daddy hurt

Like their daddy hurt

Like their daddy hurt

Like their daddy hurt

Like their daddy hurt me

Now my tummy hurts

He's in love with her

But for what it's worth he's her problem now babe

And she'll stay with him 'cos she made with him a couple monsters

Like their mother and their father

Yeah eventually

Twenty forty-three

Someone's gonna hurt

Someone's gonna hurt your little girl your little girl like you hurt me