Beetlejuice

Bittersweet, beetlejuice

Bitter me, how sweet of you to

Ask if I’d be your muse

And go and paint me blue

You turned my one of one

To our one of two

On Jamaica Avenue getting it tattooed

‘Cuz you make me feel what

No other man could do

Lust and desire

You lure me to the flame near your fire

You call me miss Mariah then say

With your last name it might sound a little nicer

Oh he got game sister

And he always wanna play sister

It seems so strange that I love him

He gone drive me insane

You gone be the one to take me to my grave mister

‘Cuz you’ll lie to my face

And Then you’ll say that, even Jesus forgave

Then we’ll drive to your place

And you’ll make love to me, while we’re listening to blonde by Frank

Mmm put on that God speed, like you a God send

And I’ll bask in every single moment

Then you’ll take me to the peak of your mountain

And then you’ll tell me to drink from your fountain

But it’s just bittersweet, beetlejuice

Silly me, how weak of you to

Do me wrong, and to your amuse

But I’ll buy your excuse

You know my daddy said, don’t you play the fool

You better cut it short, 'cuz he gone cut it loose

Oh, only a fool would hold a grudge over old news

But the last time I seen your face, was in Atlanta

And I knew that she had took my place, because you vanished

We grew distant like you left me on an isolated planet

I’d rather die than be abandoned by you

‘Cuz you know I didn’t love you for the money

Only your sugar and my honey ‘cuz it was so sweet

Admit you never even loved me, and my heart will never skip a beat

When you lie to my face

And Then you’ll say that, even Jesus forgave

Then we’ll drive to your place

And you’ll make love to me, while we listening to blonde by Frank

Mmm put on that God speed, like you a God send

And I’ll bask in every single moment

Then you’ll take me to the peak of your mountain

And then you’ll tell me to drink from your fountain

But it’s just bitter sweet, beetlejuice

Bitter me, how sweet of you to

Ask if I’d be your muse

And go and paint me blue

And I don’t understand why you’re so short fused

Always walkin’ ‘round with your attitude

But, only a fool would hold a grudge over old news

Lust and desire

You lure me to the flames near your fire

You call me miss Mariah then say

With your last name it might sound a little nicer