- Allday eyes on the road 歌詞
- Allday
- Eyes on the road yeah
Now I got the prettiest looker
Slap her on the butt like gimme some sugar
I dont know love but the feeling is right,
We **** until we think we know the meaning of life
Keep it in drive, eyes on the road
I got nobody, all on my own
I can see my future and I think it is bright
My parents keep saying a degree would be nice
But, I tell em I dont need their advice
Im driving round town high beam on my lights
Keep it in drive, eyes on the road
I got nobody, all on my own
Its no that easy to decide your pathway,
Had to quit believing that this lifes a party,
If you want a wife she wants a guy with money
Do you want me and my life with nothing?
7 lonely dollars in my bank account
Next months rent in major doubt,
Drive around town playing take care loud
With the windows down.
All the windows down , all the windows down
All the windows down, all the windows down
My parents keep giving me a telling off
Youre 21 already all thats in your head is rocks,
They say maybe I should cut my hair short
But, no no no, I dont care for it
Keep it in drive, eyes on the road
I got nobody, all on my own
**** you, **** that, I just wanna get across
Everything is perfect right now, hope it never stops,
Till Im on the radio and Im on the telly
And Im living out these Happy Days like Im Fonzarelli
Keep it in drive, eyes on the road
I got nobody, all on my own
Yes, I dont have a boss ora desk chair
Just a room full of fans saying hell yeah,
And a closet full of clothes that are threadbare
All the windows are down Im breathing fresh air
7 lonely dollars in my bank account
Next months rent in major doubt
Drive around town playing take care loud
With the windows down
All the windows down, all the windows down
All the windows down, all the windows down
All the windows down, all the windows down...
******* bottle of whatever mixed with O.J
Homemade bong feel like a cake lord Im so baked
On the home straight tryna drive home straight
Take a corner like Im German made I dont break
But Im aussie made, golden grade Irish flesh
Cast iron heart that I possess tucked inside my chest
Tired as heck dreaming of my fiery death
If i dont explode my own skull Ill probably die of stress
Beside myself like Siamese all kinds of Es
Inside my palm to find some ease or try at least
Id like to like the man I am just so I can breathe
But the man inside of me well hes trying to leave
Its funny coz theyll call this my lyrical flow
The complexity of words it shits me though
I know theyre serious Im growing weary though
**** this verse, Im nearly home, yeah
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