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letra de last laugh - lucy camp

verse 1:
yes
one -ssumed
one is mad, one is fumed
one of whom shall not be named right now
should’ve learn to hush and shut it soon
zip it
please shove it down
like a free buffet round
put those knees on the ground
older nice folk go “geez louise, i mean she’s kind of loud”
contrary to popular belief
that’s an old wives tale
ground touchin’ gown with the whole white veil
want to frown on me now, don’t even slow my trail
don’t even know life well enough to know myself
but
how you still a peeper tom?
you’re on your way senior prom
you even had wonderful lady go head and meet your mom
yet you running to me
like i’m really gonna greet you with open arms
like
“wait a minute girl you got f-cking bars
and we never talked before
but we should f-cking start
you know back in school
yeah you were f-cking smart”
when the bonds are broken, then my fences come up
and that sh-t just remains barbed

hook:
you think i don’t have an ounce of respect for myself
like you matter to me
but the last time i checked i was the one to get the last laugh
ha hee
ha ha, hee hee
ha ha, hee hee
but the last time i checked i was the one to get the last laugh
ha ha, hee hee

verse 2:
it was funny to me
wait, it wasn’t funny to you?
kay
well all i know is i laughed so hard at you
that i ended up in the recovery room
ha ha ha
oh the satire
to match your jester attire
you were dead set, admired me
then you went and left sh-t entirely
then you went and set sh-t to fiery
smithereens, injuring any future shot of getting hi from me
want me out of your head?
now i’m in your headset
the irony
i like your joke telling better than your juggling
encore, encore, and then another one again
only words i want out of your mouth better be “what” and “when”
and what you mean the tights don’t fit?
suck it in
i paid a pretty hefty price for the fun of it
a mime mimicking our every life just isn’t cutting it
i’m telling you i hear you loud and clear
but when i hear you, it is like being tickled all the time
until my lungs they give out
yeah, you thought were funny till you knew exactly what i was about
hey ya, h-llo, hiya
everyone is saying the same
you’re saying that we’ve been pals
how? huh?
to feed morale
what i sought back then, i don’t seek it now
i think i see you now

hook

- lucy camp

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