Lyrics Ugly Faces - Watsky

What's up, Beatrice?
I just called you Beatrice
And I don't
And I don't
And I don't care if that is your name
Back in the day
Daddy would say
That if I kept on making ugly faces
And I wasn't careful it'd stay that way
Oh great
Wow, no shit
Ooh, hooray, that's so sick
With a little bit of luck maybe one of those sticks
I'll be feeling a hella of a lot of swell
And from the second that I step in I'll be smelling like a big cheese
Everybody better be ready to get it get it
Cause I'm getting nekkid if you really want a strip tease
And the babies in their highchairs taking off their bibs
And their mommies all be ripping out their wig weaves
And the pretty people in the oil paintings on the wall
Are popping molly and they're stripping off their fig leaves
Better burn your clothes
It'll curl your toes
Kissing women and they turn to toads
I'm pimping Kermit's hoes
And I'm sure that every girl is a pearl
And the world is a perfect globe
But when I'm joking with my little cousin
And he pulls my finger then the motherfuckin' earth explodes
Boom
Sorry, not sorry
Sorry, not sorry
Sorry, not sorry
Sorry, not sorry
Sorry, not sorry
Sorry, not sorry
Sorry
Not sorry
Back in the day
Daddy would say
That if I kept on making ugly faces
And I wasn't careful it'd stay that way
Oh great
Wow, no shit
Ooh, hooray, that's so sick
With a little bit of luck maybe one of those sticks
Everybody been in it to win it kickin' in for
A minute and chilling but you're tardy it's why
I gotta kill it and then hit the pretty
People in the building with my party trick
I think I'm gonna walk out of the door
Hop in my DeLorean and I'm gonna soar
'Cept that it's a Subaru, and I'm yelling hoodie hoo
Hanging out the window like I'm Marty McFly
A lot of the chickens in the flock wanna squawk and they get obnoxious
And all I hear is bawk bawk
And I'm not gonna wanna talk shop
Better put a sock in it if you gotta cock block
And be toxic and knock us and all we
Wanna do is rock rock and be raucous
I'm not gonna ever stop if you
Think I'm chopped liver in the crock pot
Cause I am a boss hog and I want the top spot and I got this
Sorry, not sorry
Sorry, not sorry
Sorry, not sorry
Sorry, not sorry
Sorry, not sorry
Sorry, not sorry
Sorry
Not sorry
Back in the day
Daddy would say
That if I kept on making ugly faces
And I wasn't careful it'd stay that way
Oh great
Wow, no shit
Ooh, hooray, that's so sick
With a little bit of luck maybe one of those sticks