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Never thought a paper cut could hurt so good Holding me together like a rubber band should Slow down, Whatever Watch out, I'll never I'ma play golf with the big boys, yeah Other people smoke it, I just spend my paper Put it on my card and I'll just pay you later Cool down, whatever You know I'll never know I'ma play ball with the big boys, yeah I'ma play ball, I'ma play ball With you, I could be lonely I could be lonely and miserable too And use Patron to clean the wound With you, I could be crazy, I could be crazy 'Cause that's what people do That's what people do, uh, uh, uh, uh That's what people do, uh, uh, uh, uh yeah Fold it into an airplane 'cause I got too much Call it optimistic, but so what? It's cold, whatever I've got my leather So I can have ice with the big shots, yeah I can have ice, I can have ice With you, I could be lonely I could be lonely and miserable too And use Patron to clean the wound With you, I could be crazy, I could be crazy 'Cause that's what people do That's what people do, uh, uh, uh, uh That's what people do, uh, uh, uh, uh yeah I'd rather wipe my tears with Egyptian cotton And I'd rather race my fears in an Aston Martin I'd rather see the rain from my penthouse window And I could be wrong, you could be right With you, I could be lonely I could be lonely and miserable too And use Patron to clean the wound With you, I could be crazy, I could be crazy 'Cause that's what people do That's what people do, uh, uh, uh, uh That's what people do, uh, uh, uh, uh yeah
Writer(s): Sofi De La Torre, Axel Mikael Ehnstroem Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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