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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