Songtexte: Britney Spears. Creep.

CREEP

God IA'm such a creep
IA'm having so much fun breaking up
ItA's getting kind of wicked

And thereA's no need to weep
ItA's more like a relief - I canA't stop
Laughing and IA'm thinking
YouA're looking at a single in gold

IA'm just your worst freakinA'nightmare girlfriend

I am such a creep
I am such a creepy kind
Sorry but I do believe IA'm just that type of girl
I am such a creep
( and I canA't help it )
I aint gonna waste my time
And I do believe that boy just had to go
God IA'm such a creep!


The grass is turning green
The air is loosing weight - and the sun
Is lighting up my bedroom

My smile is kinda mean
I feel like IA'm a dove with a gun
IA'm looking in my phonebook
And thereA's a lot of numbers to dial

a?¦..God IA'm such a creep
IA'm having so much fun breaking up
IA'm laughin and IA'm thinking
YouA're looking at a single in gold