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She takes my shoes off when I pass out in the morning Dead asleep from a night out with the boys If she came with us I'd have to send a warning She can drink with the best of us She can smoke and she can drink as much as I can She made me food and rolled a joint when I broke my hand Fighting with her older brother, showed him I'm a man And she's as cool as the best of us Well she don't get mad when I'm out of control When I'm blacked out drunk at the top of my lungs, man She just laughs and rolls Well she's my lady, baby I know this is always true See you yelling at your girlfriend, mines the shit well how bout you She gave me head when we were driving on the freeway Coming home from San Clemente on a Friday We were laughing 'cause her body was in my way And she's as cool as the best of us She can rock and she can move it with me slowly Nobody told me she could move it like that I didn't see it, didn't buy it 'til she showed me That she can drink with the best of us She don't get mad when I'm out of control When I'm blacked out drunk at the top of my lungs, man She just laughs and rolls Well she's my lady, baby I know this is always true See you yelling at your girlfriend, mines the shit well how bout you She likes the way I smell when I come home late She tells me give 'em hell before I go on stage She likes her beer real cold and her whiskey straight Staying up all night and then we sleep all day But if the sun comes stepping in early And I wake to find my wallet to be empty Because last night was next level, I was off my leash I can still look at her with no anxiety because She don't get mad when I'm out of control When I'm blacked out drunk at the top of my lungs, man She just laughs and rolls Well she's my lady, baby I know this is always true See you yelling at your girlfriend, mines the shit well how bout you She don't get mad when I'm out of control When I'm blacked out drunk at the top of my lungs, man She just laughs and rolls Well she's my lady baby I know this is always true See you yelling at your girlfriend, mines the shit well how bout you
Writer(s): Jared Watson, Dustin Bushnell, Lewis Richards Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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