Sam Smith, Kim Petras - Unholy

Lucky, lucky girl, she got married to a boy like you
She'd kick you out if she ever, ever knew
'Bout all the shit you tell me that you do
Dirty, dirty boy, you know everyone is talking on the scene
I hear them whisperin' 'bout the places that you been
And how you don't know how to keep your business clean
Mummy don't know daddy's getting hot
At the body shop
Doing somethin' unholy
He's sat back while she's droppin' it
She'd be poppin' it
Yeah, she put it down slowly
Oh, eh, oh, eh, oh, he left his kids at home
So he can get that
Mummy don't know daddy's getting hot
At the body shop
Doing somethin' unholy (Woo)