Ida Laurberg – rip your shirt Lyrics
rip your shirt By Ida Laurberg Don’t grab my hand Don’t push me down You’re 24 And I just moved to town Don’t grab my neck Though it’s pretend I’m not sure you’d keep that s--- in bed Show some skin or I’ll rip your shirt Mama said baby you’ll get hurt Mama knows that you’re not the first Play with fire and you’ll get burned Baby you know you want it too I’ll take your hand show you what to do Bruises are all they can offer you Boys like these they ain’t nothing new Show some skins or I’ll rip your shirt I’m convinced it’s what I deserve I don’t believe That gods create But when you pin me down I need to pray What’s your excuse Boys will be boys Parents making all this privileged noise Show some skin or I’ll rip your shirt Mama said baby you’ll get hurt Mama knows that you’re not the first Play with fire and you’ll get burned Baby you know you want it too I’ll take your hand show you what to do Bruises are all they can offer you Boys like these they ain’