Tekster: Black Unicorn. Get Sick. Katy.

Katy, oh what can I do
I think you're mom knows that I ain't no good for you
Katy, said what can I do
I think you're mom knows that I ain't no good for you

You can hide me in your attic
Or we could let it all shine through
I'm just a little boy running around scared
Don't know what to do

Katy, oh what can we do
I think your mom knows that I ain't no good for you
Katy, said what can we do
I think your mom might be right when she says I'm no good for you

You can hide me in your attic
Or we could let it all shine through
I'm just a little boy running around scared
Don't know what to do