[INTRO - CLOUD MAC] And she said And she said where you going And she said And she said you're at fault She spent the last god knows how long (She looks so classy in her black dress) Getting all dolled up (Ahh, those legs in those stilettos) And I gotta be honest girl I like the way you looking tonight (You're a fucking rockstar) But I hate the way you talk [HOOK - KYARU] You're talking, you're screaming, you're shouting I know you're still thinking about him when You wake up and can't live without it I hope you realize I can't live without you still You're talking, you're screaming, you're shouting I know you'rе still thinking about him when You wake up and can't live without it I hopе you realize I can't live without you still [VERSE ONE - CLOUD MAC] Despite her reservations Through subtle conversations And pompous meditations I made her feel alright Her spending habits blowing On tacky shoes and sewing But I only think that's knowing She had nothing growing up And in those big blue eyes And those lovely, chubby cheeks You might just miss the fact that her daddy was a deadbeat And I'm not gonna psycho-analyze her, that seems excessive All it does for me is make her kindness more impressive [HOOK - CLOUD MAC & KYARU] And she said And she said where you going And she said And she said you're at fault You're talking, you're screaming, you're shouting I know you're still thinking about him when You wake up and can't live without it I hope you realize I can't live without you still You're talking, you're screaming, you're shouting I know you're still thinking about him when You wake up and can't live without it I hope you realize I can't live without you still [VERSE TWO - MASKED MAN] I'm sick of talking nuffin Self indulge in something I know we usually rush it But let's do shit I'm crushing A little kiss or two Just wanna look at you And what you're thinking boo Truly pitiful True passion, for fashion And no makeup lines But you don't care when I wear my old shit caked up Nikes Compassion, we lasting Through all the shit that's happened I know you love me truly, deeply babe it's everlasting [HOOK - CLOUD MAC & KYARU] And she said And she said where you going And she said And she said you're at fault You're talking, you're screaming, you're shouting I know you're still thinking about him when You wake up and can't live without it I hope you realize I can't live without you still [OUTRO - CLOUD MAC] And she said And she said where you going And she said And she said you're at fault
Read the complete lyrics to "BIMBO" by CANCEL CULTURE in 2023. On Lyrks you can follow along with the full text, explore the artist's discography, and discover related songs. The track is often categorized under Pop.
"BIMBO" is performed by CANCEL CULTURE. in 2023 This page provides the full lyric text for fans who want to sing along, study the songwriting, or compare versions across releases. Lyrks organizes lyrics by artist and song slug so you can bookmark and share a stable URL.
Music lyrics help listeners connect with emotion, narrative, and rhythm in a track. Whether you are learning English, researching a favorite chorus, or preparing for karaoke, having accurate line breaks and section labels (verse, chorus, bridge) makes the experience easier. We link to the official artist profile on Lyrks where available, including biography snippets, top songs, and chart placements when we have that data.
If you enjoy "BIMBO", explore more songs by CANCEL CULTURE using the links below. Chart and trending pages on Lyrks highlight what listeners are searching for this week. For copyright or correction requests, see our DMCA and contact pages.
"BIMBO" is credited to CANCEL CULTURE. Songwriting credits may include additional writers listed on the release; check the credits section on this page for linked collaborators.
Album information for "BIMBO" is not available in our database yet. You can still read the full lyrics on this page.
Visit the CANCEL CULTURE artist page at /artist/cancel-culture for biography, popular tracks, and links to more lyric pages.
