Letra de Hot Lunch
I look good, always, but especially today Professionally fresh on display like hey Take a picture, its not a dream I'm flat out gorgeous Maybe its because I eat a lot of oranges I don't know I can't help it, I'm not even tryin Really, I'm hot you think I'm lyin? Look at my ass and pants, give it more than a passing glance Stare at it a while Compare it to a peach, each cheek if you can bear it Breath me in deeply, I'm like an airy breeze Whipserin, blowin through the branches of the cherry trees I'ma treat em, a nice little surprise for your eyes Look too long though and it could be your demise It ain't a disguise, I'm flyer than an eagleSky's the limit besides the fact that I'm barely legal Its too easy, I'm sorry I can't help askin it And bad news I'm gettin better lookin with every passin minute I'm pretty, pretty, but I take it all in stride Thing is I'm even more beautiful on the inside I'm nice, I'm so nice, with the winning smile I'm stylish In fashion, make a wish with my eye lashes I'm magical, actually casual traditional Mystical, in top physical condition Well oiled machine, perfectly peachy keen Its freaky really equally squeaky clean frequentlyI look good and you look, but not as good as me I'm so dope