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One has to wonder, Who's the Pope's favorite singer? Ricky Martin? Some Conservative Catholics say Jorge Bergoglio (aka Pope Francis) is not the real pope and is not even Catholic. How could that be? He's Argentinian at least, right? No? Is CEO Bergoglio another Italian name like the other "princes" of the Holy Roman Church (Vatican, Inc)? He probably doesn't like girls, and we know he's not one to judge, but if he did and he were, wouldn't it be Sabrina C? "Feather" is all about sending a pic, one thing Il Papa must enjoy, texting with all his boy fans inside the seminary.
Sabrina Carpenter at Coachella 2024
LYRICS: (Do-do-do) Oh, not another take/ Oh, it's like that,/ I'm your dream come true/ When it's on a platter for you/ Then you pull back when I try to make plans/ More than two hours in advance, mm/
I slam the door, I hit ignore/ I'm saying, "No, no, no, no more"/ I got you blocked, after this, an afterthought/ I finally cut you off// [CHORUS]
I feel so much lighter like a feather with you off my mind/ (Ah)
Floatin' through the memories like whatever, you're a waste of time (Ah)/ Your signals are mixed, you act like a b*tch/ You fit every stereotype, "Send a pic"/ I feel so much lighter like a feather with you out my life/ With you out my life/ (Do-do-do)/ Like a feather, like a feather, like a feather, yeah// It feels so good/ Not carin' where you are tonight/ And it feels so good/ Not pretendin' to like the wine you like/ I slam the door (Slam the door),/ I hit ignore (Hit ignore)/ I'm saying, "No, no, no, no more"/ I got you blocked, excited to never talk,/ I
I'm so sorry for your loss// [Chorus]// (Do-do-do)/ You want me? I'm done/ You miss me? No duh/ Where I'm at, I'm up where I'm at/ You want me? I'm done (I'm done)/ You miss me? No duh (No duh)/ Where I'm at, I'm up (I'm up) where I'm at/ You want me? I'm done/ (I feel so much lighter like a feather with you off my mind)/ You miss me? No duh/ Where I'm at, I'm up where I'm at/ (Like a feather...)
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