August 08

Hobosexual
Want you like a grey Mercedes Though I'm goin' through some phases Where I don't wanna love nobody And I don't wanna talk about it You told me I was goin' places Tonight I would rather stay in I just wanna touch your places But you make it complicated There's no point in arguin' if you're not in this You're so quick to push me 'cause you know my limits Now I'm back on this couch surfin' I don't wanna wake you up I might be out of luck Now I'm back on this couch smokin' And I don't wanna wake you up 'Cause this thing it ain't love One more time (Brr, brr) I pull up to your [?] Swear I wasn't gon' spend the night (Oh, no) I wish I was yours (Yeah), I wish When I got the new Mercedes (Drop top) You noticed all the sudden changes (So what?) You said that I was actin' dangerous (Yeah) Letras de cancionesAnd hangin' out with girls that's famous (Ooh yeah) Should've never entertain this (Drop top) Dare me to try and save it (So what?) Don't think that I have the patience (Ooh, no) Now you wanna throw the blanket, yeah Now I'm back on this couch surfin' (Surfin', yeah) I don't wanna wake you up (I don't wanna wake you up) I might be out of luck (Oh, oh) Now I'm back on this couch smokin' (Smokin', yeah, yeah) And I don't wanna wake you up (I don't wanna wake you up) 'Cause this thing it ain't love One more time (Oh-oh, oh-oh) I pull up to your [?] (Yeah, ayy) Swear I wasn't gon' spend the night (Oh, no) I wish I was yours, I wish From Letras Mania