Oh My suitcase makes you restless The guitars are packed for tour We've been here before I'll be there just a little hectic Pop a cork and call it breakfast And just
Slow down and shut up 'Cause it's you that I want Fuck your friends, they're no fun And it's you that I want
It's 'bout that time I call you To ask you what's been up Spent time in the Sun, then it's starting to rain There's a scene of me in your head So you touch yourself in a bunkbed Well, I said
Slow down and shut up 'Cause it's you that I want Fuck your friends, they're no fun And it's you that I want
Slow down and shut up 'Cause it's you that I want Fuck your friends, they're no fun And it's you that I want
Slow down and shut up 'Cause it's you that I want Fuck your friends, they're no fun And it's you that I want
