Texty

Got a good feeling about this weekend Do you wanna go to Baby's? It's been a long week and I don't wanna think And Porches is playing I got my girls and a hopeful heart We're singing along, "Can you do no harm?" Whatever you want, it's at the bar Nobody's gonna tell you who you are It's all honey, honey It's all honey It's all honey, honey It's all honey I wanna go to the beach and die on the beach I wanna be a mermaid I'm not scared of sharks, I'm not scared to be naked I'm not scared of anything From under here, all you can hear Is the distant boom of the Hells Angels From under here, all you can fear Is being saved and being wakeful And it's all honey, honey It's all honey It's all honey, honey It's all honey I'm gonna wear a little black dress in the middle of the street Take my picture And if you give me a beer, I'll forget to watch what I eat And I don't care All you can do from this hotel room Is fantasize All you can do when he needs you Is close your eyes And it's all honey, honey It's all honey It's all honey, honey It's all honey It's all honey, honey It's all honey It's all honey, honey It's all honey It's all honey, honey It's all honey It's all honey, honey It's all honey It's all honey, honey It's all honey It's all honey, honey It's all honey
Writer(s): Samia Najimy Finnerty, Caleb Wright Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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