Sideways

I can't help the way I want

I was born on a Friday

Need new air in my lungs

Lovin' me a good sideways

My disciples are only happy when I'm leading

Saying: It's too late to be a crooner

I'm okay with

Being a late bloomer

Mama, I'm going sideways

(Oh whoa)

Mama, I'm going sideways

(Oh whoa)

Do you feel like you want to feel?

(Hey yeah yea)

Smiling, dancing, make believing I was happy

But the prettier the picture, the bored-er the bitch is

It was a Sunday or someday or a something

And I was getting ready, dressed up for nothing

Ain't got nothing on my agenda

Still no time to call my Mama, mama, mama

Mama, I'm going sideways

(Oh whoa)

Mama, I'm going sideways

(Oh whoa)

Do you feel like you want to feel?

(Hey yeah yea)

It was a Tuesday and I was the Lizard Queen

Had on my cheap jeans and I was dreaming

Heavy, wholeheartedly

About the things I want to be

And all the things I wasn't --

I knew I'd need a budget

Got me a job and planned real good

But all the planning didn't go as it should

I was distracted by the people walking faster than me

I'm going sideways

(Oh whoa)

I'm going sideways

(Oh whoa)

Do you feel like you want to feel?

(Hey yeah yea)

Like you want to feel?

(Hey yeah yea)

Like you need to feel?

(Hey yeah yea)