Open up the door Lay the orange juice on the floor We're having a picnic on the other side of town There's sleeping bags and fire And it's getting down
There's a dead hobo on the patio And an old barbed wire on the funeral fire Well, you roll out the carpet and it better be red And it better be long as
Seventeen years in the city, static clinging to the ceiling Never did I think it would come to this (Outcome is different than I expected) Never did I
You're just the girl of my dreams But it seems my dreams never come true You're just the girl of my dreams But it seems my dreams never come true I first
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A hundred thousand dollars Wouldn't touch the price I paid Of the hundred thousand moments Of the times I wish I'd stayed But even if I had all the time
No, baby, tell me why don't you? Well, now, baby, tell me why don't you? Aw, baby, tell me why don't you? No, baby, now want to make me some? Oh,
Surprised? Yes, it's me again I have just returned from the island of Chandelier What am I doing in town? Well, I'm glad you asked I'm just passing through
I want your hi fi mama, won't you let me play it tonight? I want your hi fi mama, won't you let me play it tonight? I put the needle in the groove, baby
It's three o'clock in the morning and the rain begin to fall But I know what I'm needin' but I don't have it all I'm needin' someone like you that I
I don't need her money I don't need a ride I got enough connections I don't need a piece of her hide I just wanna please her I just wanna squeeze her
I'm shufflin' through the Texas sand But my head's in Mississippi I'm shufflin' through the Texas sand But my head's in Mississippi The blues has got
She don't love me, she love my automobile She don't love me, she love my automobile Well she would do anything just to slide behind the wheel She said
Well there comes Lola, out of control She just loves those Rhythm and Blues And Miss Ivy will be arriving In leopard skin tights she's willing to cruise
Is it you again outside Just banging on the front door? You say you had enough Now you're comin' back for more But that's alright I said that, "That'
Rain fell this mornin' Make me feel so bad On account of, my baby Walked off with another man Like takin' eyesight from the blind man And money from
Block Beaters Make my dream real Bl-bl-bl-bl-block Beaters Moving at the speed of sound With my head up in the clouds Moving at the speed of sound With
(Mike Posner) Now as I seen more money, there's more problems Every time I look around They say I'm not hungry and I lost it But you're never gonna, ever