1.Felicia
Lyricist：Benjamin Heyward Allen, Elijah Jones
With her cigarette lips and soldier tits
Yeah, they stand at attention with her hands on her hips
She's got a crocodile smile and switchblade style
Yeah, she'll stab you in the back with her fingernail file
Stays cool as you come so uncomfortably numb
As you drop to the floor with the flick of her tongue
She's got her hand on the wheel and one on the stick
Yeah, she'll put you in gear with the twitch of her neck
Oh, Felicia, babe, I think I really, really need ya
So sexy when you're working on your knees, girl
I'm out of my head, I don't believe ya, I need ya
Felicia, babe, I think I really, really need ya
So sexy when you're working on your knees, girl
I'm out of my head, I don't believe ya, I need ya
Give me that lipstick kiss that makes me drip
Wipe the sweat from my back with your leather whip
So sick, the way you're trickin' like a little girl
Asking daddy for a lollipop shaking my world
She's the queen of the serpent, the devil be damned
Got Lucifer himself eating out of her hand
And when she smile from the floor I can't hold back
The train is coming to the station but it's off the track
Oh, Felicia, babe, I think I really, really need ya
So sexy when you're working on your knees, girl
I'm out of my head, I don't believe ya, I need ya
Felicia, babe, I think I really really need ya
So sexy when you're working on your knees, girl
I'm out of my head, I don't believe ya, I need ya
I'll give you want you want, I'll give you what you need
Do all the things you like, I got some tricks up my sleeve
I'll make you shiver with delight, have you knockin' your knees
If you want it come and get it you don't have to say please
But after I'm done you know it's your turn
Make me hotter than a firecracker
Boy make it burn
Felicia, Felicia
Oh, Felicia, babe, I think I really, really need ya
So sexy when you're working on your knees, girl
I'm out of my head, I don't believe ya, I need ya
Felicia, babe, I think I really really need ya
So sexy when you're working on your knees, girl
I'm out of my head, I don't believe ya, I need ya
2.Perfect Day
Lyricist：Benjamin Heyward Allen, Elijah Jones
The wind blows cool across my face
I can the smell the taste, a trace of lace
There's something sinister in place
It leaves me restless with no peace
So it's a perfect day to fade away
It's a perfect day to turn away and run
It's a perfect day to go and tie one off
It's a perfect day to waste away
A perfect plot to play
Just another perfect day
But before you know, it's gone
My mind slips further from what's real
Take my hands away from the steering wheel
I'm crashing, coming down in waves
I wipe the sweat from upon my face
And it's a perfect day to leave this place
It's a perfect day to hide in my own home
It's a perfect day and it's taking its toll
It's a perfect day to waste away
Your perfect part to play
Just another perfect day
But before you know, it's gone
It's a perfect day to hide down in my home
It's a perfect day and it's taking its toll
It's a perfect day to waste away
Your perfect part to play
Just another perfect day
But before you know, it's gone
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