Bryce Vine

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Swear I seen you on a billboard Type of looks that they would kill for You can bring a friend I'll be Malcolm in the middle Baby, I'm a dog. You could throw me in the kennel I think that you like it, baby, just a little bittle Yeah, yeah Keep all the lights on Let's put on a show Stay for the encore Then carry me home It's that brand new Americana High on legal marijuana See me cruising down Vine Got nothing but time Not a long way from Nirvana That new Americana Send your location. I'm on vacation when you come around. She with El Jefe we in Topanga with the Tes around Like her hair messy. I got a beach that no one knows about Sand beneath her feet is this the life you always dreamed it would be? Let's do it again. Fogging up the windows in the backseat of a Benz City of the Angels, where the party never ends Letras de cancionesYeah, yeah Keep all the lights on Let's put on a show Stay for the encore Then carry me home The numb and the restless Are never alone Under sepia sunsets Are you having fun yet? It's that brand new Americana High on legal marijuana See me cruising down Vine Got nothing but time Not a long way from Nirvana That new Americana From Letras Mania