Lyrics

You're bandana'd and you're backlit Can't see your face but I see your tits You wave hello to me in ink on the palm of your hand Praises written on your talk box Turn up the radio, your bedroom rocks You want the money, the attention, all you can get But I"ve seen how this plays out Once before Back in 1998, or maybe it was more Like it was told to me when I was a kid If you're gonna go hit the dog, you're gonna get bit Karma for Kicks You text your boyfriend on his cellphone Send him a pic when you think he's alone But when it's opened, he's gonna show it off to his friends A revolution that was sure to come You're not the same as your dad or your mom Advantages and entitlements are kind of your thing But I"ve seen how this plays out Once before Back in 1998, or maybe it was more Like it was told to me when I was a kid If you're gonna go hit the dog, you're gonna get bit Karma for Kicks