St. Tropez

Roll up and smoke my sins away

I'd like to go to St. Tropez

Maybe I'll go, maybe I'll stay (maybe I'll stay)

She asked me if I'm scared to fly

To tell the truth, I'm terrified

I never been that high before

Very bad reason not to go

Terrible reason not to go

He's on his way, he's 'bout to get paid

He's on his way to Hollywood

He's on his way, he's 'bout to get paid

He's on his way to Hollywood

Show him the way, he's 'bout to get paid

He's on his way to Hollywood

He's on his way, he's 'bout to get paid

He's on his way to Hollywood

Ay, from the door I showed you my scars

And I told you girl, "I won't lie-ie-ie"

If we at war, then this is a war that I can't afford, no I, I, I

I wanted more but that was before

Lord knows I'm torn, so I, I cry

From the corner of my eye, baby

It's been hard for me to smile-ile

Lately, it's been hard for me to smile-ile

Lately, it's been hard for me to smile-ile

Lately, it's been hard for me to smile

Ooh, ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh, ooh

(If you won't take me in your home)

(If you won't take me in your home)

(If you won't take me in your home)

(If you won't take me in your home)

He's on his way, he's bout to get paid

He's on his way to Hollywood

He's on his way, he's bout to get paid

He's on his way to Hollywood

Show him the way, he's 'bout to get paid (if you won't take me in your home)

He's on his way to Hollywood

He's on his way, he's bout to get paid (if you won't take me in your home)

He's on his way to Hollywood