Hell Bound Kesha

Hell yeah

I don’t do laundry
I don’t like babies
But I’ll have a drink with you
If you’re paying now
Cause I don’t do heartbreak
It fucks with my game
So when I look at you I get nervous baby, cause
You’re the last thing I need
You’re the last thing I need

I gotta get out (gotta get out)
Oh, I gotta get out (gotta get out)
I’m high on love and scared of the comedown
Oh, thinking
Gotta get out (gotta get out)
Oh, gotta get out (gotta get out)
Cause I’m fucked up to sun up to sundown
Oh, mama he could hurt me
(Oh- oh- oh- oh- oh- ooh- ooh)
Oh don’t you let him drag me
(Oh- oh- oh- oh- oh- ooh- ooh)
Mama he could hurt me
(Oh- oh- oh- oh- oh- ooh- ooh)
Always said love was a devil, oh
Mama I’m straight hell bound
(Aow!)