I Look Fuckin Cool

Adore Delano


I’m walking in like Blondie
A human ball of laundry
No shower, just my perfume
My tights are grey, no costume
Don’t need to brush my hair out
Birds need a nest to hang out
Heels are a step from breaking
I’m so amazing
One leather glove, one satin
But I’m still good at snatching
Thrifting I found my glory
Cause I like wearing stories
Had you from the beginning
I’m playing dumb and winning
My nails are broken busted
But I’m still fucking dusted

I’m polish remover
I’m ratchet couture
I’m a goddamn mermaid
I don’t need to try
I don’t even care who gives a shit
Cause I look fucking cool
Cause I look fucking cool

I’m standing 7’ 7” with my hair up to heaven
Dirt, poor, but spirit wealthy
Dead battery from selfies
Skin on my knees is bleeding
Time for a psychic reading
Give Dionne Warwick a call cause pride comes before the fall
My hair’s never seen a brush
Smells like jungle juice and rush
We got your pussy popping
And there’s no sign of stopping
Eat up these Kibbles 'n Bits
Take us to 10 billion hits
A natural disaster
We’re Team Adore Delaska

All right, so I’ve never heard of a hair brush
So I might get called coloring book, even a child could read me
Well, you know what, motherfucker?
I look fucking cool

I look fucking cool
Cause I look fucking cool
Cause I look fucking cool

Oh my god, Alaska, can you believe this shit?
I know, right, Adore Delano?
Our song is so good
I love it

Cause we look fucking cool
Cause we look fucking cool
Cause we look fucking cool
Cause we look fucking cool
Cause we look fucking cool
Cause we look fucking cool
Cause we look fucking cool