*, like she famous Talk, like she made it
Work, every angle Must be an angel
Twisted and tangled Kiss, like a stranger
Love, so amazing Must be an angel
I see her moving a bit closer Like *,
humans taking over
That cross necklace on her chest But she don't make a mess
Of a girl in something spiritual Sweet as pie but hot as hell
Saying if she were to go too far She would go too far on me
And if we were to play the part I know that she'd make me breathe
Cause *,
like she famous Talk,
like she made it Work,
every angle Must be an angel
Twisted and tangled Kiss,
like a stranger Love,
so amazing Must be an angel
So fancy, so fancy So fancy,
so fancy
If
she were to go too far She would go too far on me
Must be an angel