Текст песни Take You Out - Nikki Jean

I don't want it through-and-through
I want a .22
That gets in 'ya and stays in 'ya
Ricochet and plays in your heart
Like you did to mine
While I cried
Then you'll know how it feels
To be torn up inside

Now you say I was never a lady
Make it so you'll never be, never see 80
Last thing you'll ever see is my .380
What... you didn't know I had a .380?
I'm gonna
Get you on the phone and say, "Baby..."

Let me take you, take you, take you out!
For a little fun, let me take you out
You're my favorite ex
Best break-up sex, yes!
Let me take you out, tonight

Maybe a forty-five?
Maybe a nine-milli?
Sounds silly looking back
But I really thought you were special.
But, now I think
A thirty-eight special
Might be the thing...

'Cause, you're just like my last "friend"
Here comes another one
He's in the past tense
I need another gun
Can't wait to hear your brother say,
"You killed my mother's son" like Godfather II
You don't have a clue

I'ma take you, take you, take you out!
For a little fun, let me take you out
You're my favorite ex
Best break-up sex, yes!
Let me take you out, tonight

Take you, take you, take you out!
'Cause I'm not the one I'ma take you out
You're my favorite ex
Best break-up sex, yes!
Let me take you out, tonight