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Yeah, hold up Ah Hehe Yeah Really though, Catfish, really though Yeah Walking around Pacing back, and forth I go What's on my mind? You and I, go down that road What do I do? Hang up the phone, and walk away You told me, you'll be back, back someday Bitch you lied, bitch you lied, bitch you lied, bitch you lied Every time And now I'm in the dog house And I'll be out till the morning sippin' whiskey till I can't walk straight For running my big mouth, out with the boys Til the early morning, partying the problem away We all in that dog house And I'll be out till the morning sippin' whiskey till I can't walk straight For running my big mouth, out with the boys Til the early morning, partying the problem away Letras de cancionesWe all in that I get drunk Hung my head, at the bar Whеre was you? Baby please, pick up my call I'm just mе Rowdy boys, never change Should've known When you said, we'd be okay But bitch you lied, bitch you lied, bitch you lied, bitch you lied Every time And now I'm in the dog house And I'll be out till the morning sippin' whiskey till I can't walk straight For running my big mouth, out with the boys Til the early morning, partying the problem away We all in that dog house And I'll be out till the morning sippin' whiskey till I can't walk straight For running my big mouth, out with the boys Til the early morning, partying the problem away We all in that I don't really know hell One of us is a total mess Must be you, I can't take the fault Cause I'm too damn proud to just hold my breath I speak up when I feel down I feel down when I speak up Neither one of us got a grip on shit Or maybe that grip's just too damn tough Confusing the heart is true I know what the girl needs faults I'm good as an artist, true I know how to just talk, thoughts The point of it all is lost It's all a joke, I thought I'm blowing smoke, exhaust That's not a COVID cough Fuck it all, it's just bottoms up Ashtray full of Marlboro butts Must be tripping, what a Klutz Whatchu sipping? What the fuck In the dog house where I live bro Oh, you too? Bump the elbows Two bricks holding up a gold post Kicked out, she kicked a field goal Damn, got me, homie And now I'm in the dog house And I'll be out till the morning sippin' whiskey till I can't walk straight For running my big mouth, out with the boys Til the early morning, partying the problem away We all in that dog house And I'll be out till the morning sippin' whiskey till I can't walk straight For running my big mouth, out with the boys Til the early morning, partying the problem away We all in that, dog house Oh, you too? Pshh, I already know (Big Mouth) Here you go homie That's on me (Dog House) Matter of fact Hey, bartender (Big Mouth) Let's get a round of Creekwater over here From Letras Mania