Pixie / Boys, Boys, Boys - Lyrics - Najwa Nimri

I'm a pixie, i'm a paper doll I'm a cartoon I'm a chipper cheerful free for all And i light up a room I'm "a color me" happy girl Miss "live and let live" And when they're out for blood I always give The man behind the counter looks like he's got a hald a dozen places he'd rather be And furthermore it looks like he's prepared to take it all out on me Buddy, i don't really care What your problem is Don't make it mine Come on kids, let's all hold hands and pretend we're having a good time Boys, boys, boys I'm looking for a good time Boys, boys, boys I'm ready for your love Maybe you don't like your job Maybe you didn't get enough sleep Nobody likes their jobs Nobody got enough sleep You just had the worst day in your life There's no escape and there's no excuse So just suck up, suck up and be nice Suck up and be nice Suck up and be nice Suck up, suck up and be nice Suck up and be nice Suck up and be nice Suck up and be nice Suck up and be nice Suck up and be nice