I love her, I need her
Can't stop until I feed her
I want her so badly
Hell no my name ain't Bradley
Bella cries and that's alright, she's
Weeping on my shoulder again, well
Bella lies and that's my type, I
Wish that I could hold her
Bella cries and that's alright, she's
Leaking on my shoulder again, well
Bella lies and that's my type, I
Wish that I could hold her
Out on the country road, I sold my 40
This comeback episode, hold on shorty
Yes, Frank Sinatra knows
The summer wind will blow
And skinny mornings drop below
Sold my 40
To Northern Jordie
I'll tell you when I move
To hell and then I'll prove
The violin said, oh, woah, woah
And now the moment
The one we notice
Bella cries and that's alright, she's
Weeping on my shoulder again, well
Bella lies and that's my type, I
Wish that I could hold her
Bella cries and that's alright, she's
Leaking on my shoulder again, well
Bella lies and that's my type, I
Wish that I could hold Bella
Leaking on my shoulder again, that Bella
Baby girl is on my team now, Bella
Weeping on my shoulder again, well, Bella