Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Pokey LaFarge
Pokey LaFarge
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Pokey LaFarge
Pokey LaFarge
Songwriter
Chris Seefried
Chris Seefried
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chris Seefried
Chris Seefried
Producer
Alex Hall
Alex Hall
Engineer

Lyrics

(Ooh, ooh ooh ooh) (Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh) (Ooh, ooh ooh ooh) (Ooh ooh ooh ooh) I'm that wholesome Midwestern boy That you wanna bring home to your mama Even though I bring you joy Baby, I'm not the toy You wanna play with at night (Ooh, ooh ooh ooh) (Ooh ooh ooh) Too many things I've seen Too many people and places I've been I'm thinkin' about doin' those things I shouldn't be doin' Somethin' I've never done before I want something to (Fuck me up) Need somebody to (Fuck me up) Everyone feels like it (Fuck me up, fuck me up, fuck me up) (Ooh, ooh ooh ooh) (Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh) I'm that little hayseed that you know From somewhere south of Chicago Where do I go from here? The path, it just ain't clear So I wanna leave it all behind Well, I might go and get drunk and stoned 'Cause it's better than being only crazy If I never come back Wherever I end up at Is where I was supposed to be I want something to (Fuck me up) Need somebody to (Fuck me up) You know just what I mean (Fuck me up, fuck me up, fuck me up) (Fuck me up) Need somebody to (Fuck me up) Everyone feels like it (Fuck me up, fuck me up, fuck me up) (Ooh, ooh ooh ooh) (Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh) (Ooh, ooh ooh ooh) (Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh)
Writer(s): Chris Seefried, Pokey Lafarge Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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