"What the f*ck?!" (Hehehehe)
Well, alright! (Woo!)
(Yeah!)
First comes love, then comes marriage
Then comes the peers you look upon in disparage
Don't I look pretty living on this leash? It's the only style I've known!
You dress with a flare and you won't come home
Look like you care and you'll still breed alone
The welcome matt burns right outside of your door
Like they warned in a song about nothing before
Well let me tell you about how I woke up last night
With 'em gypsy girls dancing to the sound of my crimes
I was under her spell, was I losing myself?
Well it's sure nice to meet you, call me somebody else!
You dress with a flare and you won't come home
Look like you care and you'll still breed alone
The welcome matt burns right outside of your door
Like they warned in a song about nothing before
Woah, woah, woah, woah (Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh)
Woah, woah, woah, woah (Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh)
Yeah!
S.A.N, Am I an S.A.N? Well I'm just an S.A.N.
I'm just saying, say again!
S.A.N, Am I an S.A.N? Well I'm just an S.A.N.
I'm just saying, say again!
You dress with a flare and you won't come home
Look like you care and you'll still breed alone
The welcome matt burns right outside of your door
Like they warned in a song about nothing before
You dress with a flare and you won't come home
Look like you care and you'll still breed alone
The welcome matt burns right outside of your door
Like they warned in a song about
Song about
Song about
Song about
Song about
Nothing before
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"What the f*ck?!" (Hehehehe)
Well, alright! (Woo!)
(Yeah!)
First comes love, then comes marriage
Then comes the peers you look upon in disparage
Don't I look pretty living on this leash? It's the only style I've known!
You dress with a flare and you won't come home
Look like you care and you'll still breed alone
The welcome matt burns right outside of your door
Like they warned in a song about nothing before
Well let me tell you about how I woke up last night
With 'em gypsy girls dancing to the sound of my crimes
I was under her spell, was I losing myself?
Well it's sure nice to meet you, call me somebody else!
You dress with a flare and you won't come home
Look like you care and you'll still breed alone
The welcome matt burns right outside of your door
Like they warned in a song about nothing before
Woah, woah, woah, woah (Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh)
Woah, woah, woah, woah (Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh)
Yeah!
S.A.N, Am I an S.A.N? Well I'm just an S.A.N.
I'm just saying, say again!
S.A.N, Am I an S.A.N? Well I'm just an S.A.N.
I'm just saying, say again!
You dress with a flare and you won't come home
Look like you care and you'll still breed alone
The welcome matt burns right outside of your door
Like they warned in a song about nothing before
You dress with a flare and you won't come home
Look like you care and you'll still breed alone
The welcome matt burns right outside of your door
Like they warned in a song about
Song about
Song about
Song about
Song about
Nothing before
Well, alright! (Woo!)
(Yeah!)
First comes love, then comes marriage
Then comes the peers you look upon in disparage
Don't I look pretty living on this leash? It's the only style I've known!
You dress with a flare and you won't come home
Look like you care and you'll still breed alone
The welcome matt burns right outside of your door
Like they warned in a song about nothing before
Well let me tell you about how I woke up last night
With 'em gypsy girls dancing to the sound of my crimes
I was under her spell, was I losing myself?
Well it's sure nice to meet you, call me somebody else!
You dress with a flare and you won't come home
Look like you care and you'll still breed alone
The welcome matt burns right outside of your door
Like they warned in a song about nothing before
Woah, woah, woah, woah (Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh)
Woah, woah, woah, woah (Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh)
Yeah!
S.A.N, Am I an S.A.N? Well I'm just an S.A.N.
I'm just saying, say again!
S.A.N, Am I an S.A.N? Well I'm just an S.A.N.
I'm just saying, say again!
You dress with a flare and you won't come home
Look like you care and you'll still breed alone
The welcome matt burns right outside of your door
Like they warned in a song about nothing before
You dress with a flare and you won't come home
Look like you care and you'll still breed alone
The welcome matt burns right outside of your door
Like they warned in a song about
Song about
Song about
Song about
Song about
Nothing before
Writer: Grant Varner
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