Sam Smith - Unholy

Mummy don't know
Daddy's getting hot
At the body shop
Doing something unholy

A lucky, lucky girl
She got married to a boy like you
She'd kick you out if she ever, ever knew
'bout all the **** you tell me that you do

Dirty, dirty boy
You know everyone is talking on the scene
I hear them whispering 'bout the places that you've 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 something unholy
He's sat back
While she's dropping it
She be popping it
Yeah, she put it down slowly
Oh-ee-oh-ee-oh
He left his kids at
Hoe-ee-oh-ee-ome
So he can get that
Mummy don't know
Daddy's getting hot
At the body shop
Doing something unholy

Mmm, daddy, daddy
If you want it, drop the addy
Give me love, give me Fendi
My Balenciaga daddy
You gon need to bag it up
Cause I'm spending on Rodeo
You can watch me back it up
I'll be gone in the A.M.
And he, he get me Prada
Get me Miu Miu like Rihanna
He always call me
Cause I never cause no drama
And when you want it, baby
I know I got you covered
And when you need it, baby
Just jump under the covers

Mummy don't know
Daddy's getting hot (Hot)
At the body shop (Shop)
Doing something unholy
He's sat back
While she's dropping it (She)
She be popping it (She)
Yeah, she put it down slowly
Oh-ee-oh-ee-oh
He left his kids at
Hoe-ee-oh-ee-ome
So he can get that
Mummy don't know
Daddy's getting hot
At the body shop
Doing something unholy