Текстове на песни: Britney Spears. Other. Creep.

God I?m such a creep
I?m having so much fun breaking up
It?s getting kind of wicked

And there?s no need to weep
It?s more like a relief - I can?t stop
Laughing and I?m thinking
You?re looking at a single in gold

I?m just your worst freakin?nightmare girlfriend

I am such a creep
I am such a creepy kind
Sorry but I do believe I?m just that type of girl
I am such a creep
( and I can?t help it )
I aint gonna waste my time
And I do believe that boy just had to go
God I?m such a creep!

The grass is turning green
The air is loosing weight - and the sun
Is lighting up my bedroom

My smile is kinda mean
I feel like I?m a dove with a gun
I?m looking in my phonebook
And there?s a lot of numbers to dial

?..God I?m such a creep
I?m having so much fun breaking up
I?m laughin and I?m thinking
You?re looking at a single in gold