Bart Baker - Taylor Swift lyrics

The first time I saw you You were looking so fine With those cherry lips You were blowing my mind Heard the rumors 'bout you But I pushed them aside I was too caught up in Those all-american eyes But the first time that I didn't text you back You broke my car windows with a baseball bat And I stood by your side anyway Then two weeks later, I didn't feed your cat You cut the brakes on my dad's cadillac And that's when I realized you were cray Oh, you got the right stuff, Taylor And you really turn me on girl, you know it You got the right stuff, Taylor Only problem is that you're a psycho You got the right stuff You got the right stuff You got the right stuff Oh, oh, eh, eh You got the right stuff, Taylor Only problem is that you're a psycho I tried shaking you off Over twenty two times But you pull me back in You were out of your mind You said you needed me To fill your blank space inside And I fell for that sh** I was out of my mind But the first time that I didn't text you back You broke my car windows with a baseball bat And I stood by your side anyway Then two weeks later, I didn't feed your cat You cut the brakes on my dad's cadillac And that's when I realized you were cray Oh, you got the right stuff, Taylor And you really turn me on girl, you know it You got the right stuff, Taylor Only problem is that you're a psycho You got the right stuff You got the right stuff You got the right stuff Oh, oh, eh, eh You got the right stuff, Taylor Only problem is that you're a psycho She a psycho chick (She a psycho chick) She a psycho chick (She a psycho chick) She a psycho chick (She a psycho chick) She a psycho chick (She a psycho chick) Two weeks later, I didn't feed your cat You cut the brakes on my dad's cadillac And that's when I realized you were cray Oh, you got the right stuff, Taylor And you really turn me on girl, you know it You got the right stuff, Taylor Only problem is that you're a psycho You got the right stuff You got the right stuff You got the right stuff Oh, oh, eh, eh You got the right stuff, Taylor Only problem is that you're a psycho (Oh)