Something About Maggie
Maggie, don't you know
He's got a real fuse, about to blow?
You gotta let him go
(People say, people say, run away, run away)
Gilly thinks that he's a DJ
Makes me want to slit my wrist
Breaking mirrors on the subway
No one dances to his hits
Glitter whippets on the freeway
Mamas and papas shitting bricks, yeah
Give your boy a little leeway
No one dances to his playlist
Yeah, you gotta let him go!
Maggie, don't you know?
He's got a real fuse about to blow
You gotta let him go
(People say, people say)
Maggie, the deck is stacked
You gotta hit your boyfriend back
You gotta hit him back
(People say, people say, run away, run away)
God bless the doomsday scrollers
Thank you for doing all the work, ooh
God damn the Holy Rollers
Makin' the matters worse
Fourth of July and it’s snowing (oh, yeah)
Where do you think that you're going? (oh, yeah)
Yeah, I'll never let you go
Maggie, don't you know?
He's got a real fuse about to blow
You gotta let him go
(People say, people say)
Maggie, the deck is stacked
You gotta hit your boyfriend back
You gotta hit him back
(People say, people say, run away, run away)
(People say, people say, run away, run away)
Away, away
Maggie, don't you know?
He's got a real fuse about to blow
You gotta let him go
(People say, people say)
Maggie, the deck is stacked
You gotta hit your boyfriend back
You gotta hit him back
(People say, people say, run away, run away)
Maggie
Maggie
Let him go
(People say, people say)
Maggie
Maggie
Hit him back
(People say, people say, run away, run away)
Algo sobre Maggie
Maggie, ¿no sabes
Que él tiene una mecha real, a punto de explotar?
Tienes que dejarlo ir
(La gente dice, la gente dice, huye, huye)
Gilly piensa que es un DJ
Me dan ganas de cortarme las venas
Rompiendo espejos en el metro
Nadie baila con sus éxitos
Globos de helio en la autopista
Mamás y papás cagándose de miedo, sí
Dale a tu chico un poco de margen
Nadie baila con su lista de reproducción
Sí, ¡tienes que dejarlo ir!
Maggie, ¿no sabes?
Que él tiene una mecha real a punto de explotar
Tienes que dejarlo ir
(La gente dice, la gente dice)
Maggie, las cartas están marcadas
Tienes que golpear a tu novio de vuelta
Tienes que golpearlo de vuelta
(La gente dice, la gente dice, huye, huye)
Dios bendiga a los profetas del apocalipsis
Gracias por hacer todo el trabajo, oh
Malditos sean los fanáticos religiosos
Empeorando las cosas
Cuatro de julio y está nevando (oh, sí)
¿A dónde crees que vas? (oh, sí)
Sí, nunca te dejaré ir
Maggie, ¿no sabes?
Que él tiene una mecha real a punto de explotar
Tienes que dejarlo ir
(La gente dice, la gente dice)
Maggie, las cartas están marcadas
Tienes que golpear a tu novio de vuelta
Tienes que golpearlo de vuelta
(La gente dice, la gente dice, huye, huye)
(La gente dice, la gente dice, huye, huye)
Huye, huye
Maggie, ¿no sabes?
Que él tiene una mecha real a punto de explotar
Tienes que dejarlo ir
(La gente dice, la gente dice)
Maggie, las cartas están marcadas
Tienes que golpear a tu novio de vuelta
Tienes que golpearlo de vuelta
(La gente dice, la gente dice, huye, huye)
Maggie
Maggie
Déjalo ir
(La gente dice, la gente dice)
Maggie
Maggie
Golpéalo de vuelta
(La gente dice, la gente dice, huye, huye)