"Hey Mrs. Dramaqueen" lyrics - ELECTRIC CALLBOY

[Refrain:]
Hey Mrs. Dramaqueen
What a nice moviescene
Pack up your bags, piss off
And don't call me back
Call me back

Oh my God, shes keeps talking and talking
Dont drink too much, nananananana
Fuck you, Dramaqueen
You have more shoes than a brain can have cells
You fucked my fridge up with your diet coke, hell!
Warm beer at a campfire sucks

[Chorus:]
End or beginning
It's always the same thing
Cracks in your head
Instead a place
In your bed
Sometimes forever
It's always the same thing
You're to precious
To be mislead

[Refrain:]
Hey Mrs. Dramaqueen
What a nice moviescene
Pack up your bags, piss off
And don't call me back
Hey Mrs. Dramaqueen
What a nice moviescene
Pack up your bags, piss off
And don't call me back

I hate indierock
No more romantics
I want sex and blood
Almost orgasmic
It's time for rock 'n' roll

[Bridge:]
This is not
This is not what I'm looking for
This is not
This is not what I'm looking for
Light my loincloth mogli runs free
Light my loincloth mogli runs free
This is not what I'm looking for

[Chorus:]
End or beginning
It's always the same thing
Cracks in your head
Instead a place
In your bed
Sometimes forever
It's always the same thing
You're to precious
To be mislead

[Refrain:]
Hey Mrs. Dramaqueen
What a nice moviescene
Pack up your bags, piss off
And don't call me back
Hey Mrs. Dramaqueen
What a nice moviescene
Pack up your bags, piss off
And don't call me back

[Outro:]
I fuck you Dramaqueen
Nice and slowly (Nice and slowly)
How you like that