Lyrics:
I knew every street, every red light
But I still got lost staring in her eyes
They were Carolina blue
We turned it up when that song came on
She
ride or die by my side
If I didn't have you, I'd be singin' the same ol' truck songs
In the same ol' smoky old dives
I'd be red and white stripes with
ride or die by my side
If I didn't have you, I'd be singin' the same ol' truck songs
In the same ol' smoky old dives
I'd be red and white stripes with
I watched you walking down the street
Your brown hair blowing in the breeze
You had red shoes on your feet
Your skirt swirled around your knees
She stands over there
In the corner by the chairs
With a frown and a finger on her lips
Spitting on the dancefloor
Turning down the sound
With
reach’d upon the tide
The first house by the water-side,
Singing in her song she died,
The Lady of Shalott.
Under tower and balcony,
By garden-wall
early,
In among the bearded barley
Hear a song that echoes cheerly
From the river winding clearly
Down to tower'd Camelot;
And by the moon
barley
Hear a song that echoes cheerly
From the river winding clearly
Down to tower'd Camelot;
And by the moon the reaper weary,
Piling sheaves in
reach’d upon the tide
The first house by the water-side,
Singing in her song she died,
THE LADY OF SHALOTT.
Under tower and balcony,
By garden-wall
We're kissing at the red light on the way home
I know how you like the way the bass jump
When we getting hyped to the same 3 songs
You know that it’s
Bizzare's tryna get a lapdance
Off a Xanax and Jack Dan' (ayo)
Stripper walk by, I'm like, "Goddamn"
She's like, "That's harassment"
I'm like, "Yeah,
you dead stare
Yea this song is for the lady with the red hair
Bae I need you please don't tell me that you don't care
You're super beautiful you saying
before noon, so she'll be turning tricks by two
And I know that girl and you bet she's gonna loose
Still she smile politely when she says to me
Please
I walked across the bridge to the island
And sat down in the grass by the old homestead
I listened to the song of the cicadas
And thought about
and peed on
There's rivers of the tears from women who got beat on
By kids making kids, can't find pops 'cuz he gone
No shoulder to lean on, we grow cold
red, white and blue
That lipstick, tank top, daisy dukes
She had my head spinning faster than them four bald eagle tires
I was all caught up in that
on my car
Sun is tanning my left arm
And while I'm waiting on the red light
I'm burning up a little air guitar
Turn it up a little bit louder
Turn it up
A bottle of white, a bottle of red
Perhaps a bottle of rose instead
We'll get a table near the street
In our old familiar place
You and I, face
I'm taking aim
The white boy putting you all to shame
I'm seeing red now that's Kurt Cobain
Now and again I gotta do a song that's watered down
With
by surprise
We're going back, back, back, back, back to the past to look at all the shit that we could not have
I put my life into songs, I turn my
catch you moving
Red eye, swing by, I barely pressed it
Zooming unky in the kitchen with some dog
Finna step into it
European sneaks on but the necklace
with scraps of song
The desolated ways along:
Through sickly fields all shrapnel-sown,
And meadows reaped by death alone;
By blazing cross
A bottle of whites, a bottle of red
Perhaps a bottle of rose instead
We'll get a table near the street
In our old familiar place
You and I, face
There once was an Indian maid a shy little prairie maid
who sang all day a love song gay as through the fields she'd while the hours away.
She
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