Two Neighbors - Little Mila

(Oh) I think she's talking to herself again
(Oh) A party with imaginary friends
(Oh) Nail polish chipped I don't want to fix it
(Oh) I like her just the way she is
Little Mila, she's my muse
Look at how she moves
Self-inflicted wounds
Under bad tattoos
Little Mila, she's my muse
Dancing 'round the room
Effortlessly cool
She's my gothic little boo
Mila, Mila, Mila
Mila, Mila, Mila
(Oh) I haven't felt this way before
(Oh) Usually I'm straight as an arrow
(Oh) Something 'bout her has me wanting more
(Oh) It's magical or it's delusional
Little Mila she's my muse
Howling at the moon
Grooving to The Who
In some thigh high boots
Little Mila she's my muse
Why is she so cute
You would want her too
She's my gothic little boo
Mila, Mila, Mila
Mila, Mila, Mila
(Oh) I'm not even sure
If she's angel or demon
(Oh) But I'm a connoisseur
For this feeling of freedom
(Oh) Through her bedroom door
Heaven is a replica
(Oh) She wants to show me more
So I say “God bless America”
Little Mila she's my muse
Look at how she moves
Self-inflicted wounds
Under bad tattoos
Little Mila she's my muse
Dancing 'round the room
Effortlessly cool
She's my gothic little boo
Little Mila she's my muse
Howling at the moon
Grooving to The Who
In some thigh high boots
Little Mila she's my muse
Why is she so cute
You would want her too
She's my gothic little boo
(Mila Mila Mila)

Written by:
Andreas Mohring, Robert Hiser Jr., Sophia Pfister

Publisher:
Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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