Henriette (Lake Street Dive)

Who you fooling now with your bookish smarts? quotin’ jamie joyce make me feel make me feel like a total arse got it down like a practiced art; like a perfect part Talk to me at night with your voice oily think you can’t be broke, what a joke what a joke callin’ me doily think I like when you dress boy-l yor makeup coyly I never loved you Henriette I never liked my sobriquette I never read your serviette I never loved you Henriette When we went our ways, you left your gourd behind I never cared for rows and I got and I got sort of bored besides of your notes and your peephole eyes and those spurious sighs I never loved you Henriette I never liked my sobriquette I never read your serviette I never loved you Henriette