Artist:
Backyard Babies
Song:
Can't Find The Door
Album:
Independent Days
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Excuse me
I need a little more money
Just a drink to score
But I can tell you honey
I need a hundred more
I gotta give myself
What Iīm looking for
Gotta feed my head now, oneīs for all
With two scary Bloody Marys and a Thunderball, baby
Itīs gonna be alright now, baby
Itīs gonna be alright, Iīm doing fine
I said one, two, three and a little bit more
Oh, my God, I canīt, canīt find the door
I canīt find the door
I canīt find the door
I canīt find the door
I canīt stand straight
But I can think right
With my Frisco San Fransisco Iīm still growing up
Mature all the way to the Lucifer cup, baby
Itīs gonna be alright now, baby
Itīs gonna be alright, Iīm doing fine
I said one, two, three and a little bit more
Oh, my God, I canīt, canīt find the door
I canīt find the door
I canīt find the door
I canīt find the door
I ainīt want no Soda
And no female Ginger Ale
`Cause I need special treatment so I can go home
Maybe Iīll make it to the five oī clock loan, man
Itīs gonna be alright now, baby
Itīs gonna be alright, Iīm doing fine
I said one, two, three and a little bit more
Oh, my God, I canīt, canīt find the door
I canīt find the door
I canīt find the door
I said one, two, three and a little bit more
Oh, my God
one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine
Whereīs the door?
Wait a minute honey
Oh, my God, yeah
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