Whiskey and cigarettes Hey, hey I'm not a bad girl, you're just a prude You're a little bitch and I'm straight up rude I keep it blunt while you beat around the bush You like to hug and baby boy, I like to push You don't have to like me 'cause I don't like you (ooh) You're too beige and I need black and blue I want it black and blue I want a boy that tastes like whiskey and cigarettes So who's it gonna be? Who's gonna be next? He strokes my kitty cat just like it's his pet (rawr) That's how I get the boys, I get 'em obsessed So who's next? Who's next? Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh (hey, hey) Who's next? (Who's next) Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh (hey, hey) On a whiskey diet, only happy when I'm starving Vicodins are my vitamins, slutty when I'm lethargin' Black rainbows are our halos, busting faces with our elbows Trainwrecks got you coming, kid, I know I got you bugging You don't have to like me 'cause I don't like you (ooh) You're too beige and I need black and blue I want it black and blue I want a boy that tastes like whiskey and cigarettes So who's it gonna be? Who's gonna be next? He strokes my kitty cat just like it's his pet (rawr) That's how I get the boys, I get 'em obsessed So who's next? Who's next? Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh (hey, hey) Who's next? (Who's next) Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh (hey, hey) Word on the street is I'm out of control But that's 'cause I am, 'cause I'm totally rock and roll Totally rock and roll (hey, hey) Totally rock and roll (hey, hey) I want a boy that tastes like whiskey and cigarettes So who's it gonna be? Who's gonna be next? He strokes my kitty cat just like it's his pet (rawr) That's how I get the boys, I get 'em obsessed I want a boy that tastes like whiskey and cigarettes So who's it gonna be? Who's gonna be next? He strokes my kitty cat just like it's his pet (rawr) That's how I get the boys, I get 'em obsessed So who's next? Who's next? Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh (hey, hey) Who's next? (Who's next) Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh (hey, hey) So who's next? Who's next? Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh (hey, hey) Who's next? (Who's next) Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh (hey, hey)