blackbear – 90210

What are you yellin’ for you’re screaming out your lungs all day and night,
I can’t control a, girl like you,
She need a Saturday away from home to drink more champagne,
I can’t mold a, girl like you,
In all designer, to remind her,
You can’t buy her, just her clothes,
Can’t define her, can’t design her,
In the 90210,

What are you yellin’ for you’re screaming out your lungs all day and night,
I can’t control a, girl like you,
She need a Saturday away from home to drink more champagne,
I can’t mold a, girl like you,
In all designer, to remind her,
You can’t buy her, just her clothes,
Can’t define her, can’t design her,
In the 90210,

In the 90210,
In the 90210,
Yeah,

Reverb on guitar plucks,
Cigarettes and Starbucks,
And her line of credits high,
High as the line gets her better credit card cuts,
So in love with the scene,
So in love with bein’ seen,
Probably it’s time to intervene,
But she doesn’t care, so she keep the party goin’ in the meantime,
Till us all over she can’t rewind,
If she gets her fix well then she’s fine,
I should prolly hit her with the peace sign,
And fall for it each time,

Yeah…
I can’t find her, I can’t find her,
In the 90210,
In the 90210,

And I can’t find her, I can’t find her,
In the 90210,
In the 90210.

Updated: 29 November 2017 — 03:29

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