Lyrics Mindless Self Indulgence

Mindless Self Indulgence

Ala Mode

I like my girls like my women

And my women like my girls

With ice cream on their ass

And my dick in their world

I ain't no fucking around

I'm serious as school teachers

I got 31 flavors to make you a believer baby

Want it! Need it!

A La Mode

Serve that shit

Fucking co-oh-oh-old

I can't stand it when it's all alone

Cuz everything is better when it's A La Mode

(Woah-oh-oh-oh)

When you gang bang

And take money from banks

You only have yourself

and your fucking guns to thank

And when you're popped locked stopped

And arrested by the cops

You can make it fucking better

with some ice cream on the top now baby

Want it! Need it!

A La Mode

Serve that shit

Fucking co-oh-oh-old

I can't stand it when it's all alone

Cuz everything is better when it's A La Mode

(Woah-oh-oh-oh)

Coffee, candy, pistachio nut, burgundy, cherry, butterscoth

Chocolate chip, lemon crisp, french vanilla with a peppermint twist

You're going to jail? (Ice cream will fix it!)

You don't have a life? (Ice cream will fix it!)

You make bad decisions? (Ice cream will fix it!)

You don't have a job? (Ice cream will fix it!)

You can't find love? (Ice cream will fix it!)

You're a failure? (Ice cream will fix it!)

Everyone hates you? (Ice cream will fix it!)

Everyone hates you!

(I want sprinkles on that shit)

Want it! Need it!

A La Mode

Serve that shit

Fucking co-oh-oh-old

I can't stand it when it's all alone

Cuz everything is better when it's A La Mode