"Who's This?" lyrics
There's nothing here to do
Except dream
Maybe drink
Or eat cheese curds at Bulls Horn
And go home
And head back to sleep
It's not bad
It's not good
Maybe a six out of ten
And I'd move if I could
But my friends
They think I'm la-di-da-di different since I met you
They're saying holy
Who's this?
Girl in the street with her head in the sky
While everyone's out here waiting to die
Her hair's so perfect, with a stupid spark in her eye
Who's this?
Son of a gun with her confident stride
Picking up daisies and ruining lives
Floating around in her happiness (ah, ah, ah)
Who's this bitch?
-22, Minneapolis
Scrape the snow off my car, go to CVS
To spend way too much money just to make my pee sting less
Smile at the cashier, she don't give a fuck
And I hand her over like seven hundred bucks
And say "Have a good night, Mary Jo!"
God, I know that I will
Catch myself in the rearview
And I'm thinking holy
Who's this?
Girl in the street with her head in the sky
While everyone's out here waiting to die
Her hair's so perfect, with a stupid spark in her eye
Who's this?
Son of a gun with her confident stride
Just picking up daisies and ruining lives
By floating around in her happiness
Who's this bitch? (Who's this? La la la la)
Who's this bitch? (Who's this? La la la la)
Who's this bitch? (Who's this? La la la la)
Who's this? La la la la
Who's this? La la la la
Who's this? La la la la
Who's this? La la la la la la
Girl in the street with her head in the sky
Everyone's out here waiting to die
Her hair's so perfect, with a stupid spark in her eye
Who's this?
Son of a gun with a confident stride
Picking up daisies and ruining lives
By floating around in her happiness
What's that?
Who's this bitch? (Who's this? La la la la)
Who's this bitch? (Who's this? La la la la)
Who's this bitch? (Who's this? La la la la)
Who's this? La la la la
Who's this? La la la la
Who's this? La la la la
Who's this? La la la la la la
Who's this? La la la la
Who's this? La la la la
Who's this? La la la la
Who's this? La la la la la la
Except dream
Maybe drink
Or eat cheese curds at Bulls Horn
And go home
And head back to sleep
It's not bad
It's not good
Maybe a six out of ten
And I'd move if I could
But my friends
They think I'm la-di-da-di different since I met you
They're saying holy
Who's this?
Girl in the street with her head in the sky
While everyone's out here waiting to die
Her hair's so perfect, with a stupid spark in her eye
Who's this?
Son of a gun with her confident stride
Picking up daisies and ruining lives
Floating around in her happiness (ah, ah, ah)
Who's this bitch?
-22, Minneapolis
Scrape the snow off my car, go to CVS
To spend way too much money just to make my pee sting less
Smile at the cashier, she don't give a fuck
And I hand her over like seven hundred bucks
And say "Have a good night, Mary Jo!"
God, I know that I will
Catch myself in the rearview
And I'm thinking holy
Who's this?
Girl in the street with her head in the sky
While everyone's out here waiting to die
Her hair's so perfect, with a stupid spark in her eye
Who's this?
Son of a gun with her confident stride
Just picking up daisies and ruining lives
By floating around in her happiness
Who's this bitch? (Who's this? La la la la)
Who's this bitch? (Who's this? La la la la)
Who's this bitch? (Who's this? La la la la)
Who's this? La la la la
Who's this? La la la la
Who's this? La la la la
Who's this? La la la la la la
Girl in the street with her head in the sky
Everyone's out here waiting to die
Her hair's so perfect, with a stupid spark in her eye
Who's this?
Son of a gun with a confident stride
Picking up daisies and ruining lives
By floating around in her happiness
What's that?
Who's this bitch? (Who's this? La la la la)
Who's this bitch? (Who's this? La la la la)
Who's this bitch? (Who's this? La la la la)
Who's this? La la la la
Who's this? La la la la
Who's this? La la la la
Who's this? La la la la la la
Who's this? La la la la
Who's this? La la la la
Who's this? La la la la
Who's this? La la la la la la
Writer(s): Martin Luke Brown, Brad Hale, Berit Dybing
