Green Day - Baby Eyes

Year of the rat last of the leader
Somebody shot the babysitter
They say
my middle name is Danger
The kind to keep away
from strangers
I say woah Im out of control
Oh baby
will I see your pretty face
I say woah
God bless your fucking soul
Cause baby baby
I was born to kill
I pulled the trigger
from the shooting stars
I am a motor in your crashing car
I am the cherub in the Arab spring
I am the bullet in your magazine
I say woah Im out of control
Oh baby will
I see your pretty face
I say woah
God rest your fucking soul
Cause baby baby eyes
Oh baby baby eyes
Oh baby baby I was born to Kill
Year of the rat last of the leader
Somebody shot the babysitter
They say
my middle name is Danger
The kind to keep away
from strangers
I say woah Im out of control
Oh baby
will I see your pretty face
I say woah
God bless your fucking soul
Cause baby baby
I was born to kill
I pulled the trigger
from the shooting stars
I am a motor in your crashing car
I am the cherub in the Arab spring
I am the bullet in your magazine
I say woah Im out of control
Oh baby will
I see your pretty face
I say woah
God rest your fucking soul
Cause baby baby eyes
Oh baby baby eyes
Oh baby baby I was born to Kill

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