Potzarella At The Gate

Damn she is crazy! Lyrics below: [Intro] Middle of the night Moat like ink She don’t care She don’t think (nah) [Verse 1] Name’s Potzarella Eyes like fire on gasoline Climbs that wall Bare hands on the cold dark seam Black king sleeping Crown crooked on the velvet sheet She at the drawbridge Bare feet slapping on the sleet Heart got static Brain got spiders in the bell tower Mumbling his name Every second, every sick hour Guards all whisper “Yo, that girl off her rocker” She just laughs, kicks the door Like a steel-toe shocker (hey!) [Chorus] Potzarella is crazy about her fella (too crazy) She goes to the gate yelling “aperto cannnchello” (let me in) King says “I don’t speak Neapolitan, that huzzabuzza” She wants more, he says “this is it, I’m done with ya” Potzarella is crazy about her fella (so crazed) She goes to the gate yelling “aperto cannnchello” (at the gate) King says “I don’t speak Neapolitan, that huzzabuzza” She wants more, he says “this is it, I’m done with ya” [Verse 2] She lick red lips Body like a loaded threat Slides past torches Sweat shining through the fishnet Hands on the bars Arching, breathing like a demon hymn Says “I’ll do anything” He just stares from the balcony rail, grim “Girl, you sick You obsessed, this is not romance” She grinding, whining Trying every dirty dance He says “Back. Back. I ain’t touching that obsession” “Go take your medicine, Vesuvius crotch, that’s my confession” (woo) Castle heart locked He won’t bleed for that addiction She pounding on stone Screaming curses, contradictions [Chorus] Potzarella is crazy about her fella (off edge) She goes to the gate yelling “aperto cannnchello” (open up) King says “I don’t speak Neapolitan, that huzzabuzza” She wants more, he says “this is it, I’m done with ya” Potzarella is crazy about her fella (too far) She goes to the gate yelling “aperto cannnchello” (aye) King says “I don’t speak Neapolitan, that huzzabuzza” “Go take your medicine, Vesuvius crotch, I’m done with ya” [Bridge] Stone walls colder Than the fever in her veins He turns his back Lets the echo eat her name Love twisted to a threat In the shadow of his throne She wanted to be queen He just wants to be alone (alone) [Chorus] Potzarella is crazy about her fella (so crazed) She goes to the gate yelling “aperto cannnchello” (let me in) King says “I don’t speak Neapolitan, that huzzabuzza” She wants more, he says “this is it, I’m done with ya” Potzarella is crazy about her fella (off edge) She goes to the gate yelling “aperto cannnchello” (yeah) King says “I don’t speak Neapolitan, that huzzabuzza” “Go take your medicine, Vesuvius crotch, I’m done with ya”