Lyrics

Boy starts to feellin', to himself again All his daily doses keep my chroma from his way And yes he did ohh It lets him see his way And yes he did ohhhh Hundred bits scared of floorin' The teli- and the chair I don't mind the smokin' Cause theres no one here to care And yes indeed ohh There's no one here to care And yes indeed ohhhh Get out of home Get out of home Get out of home Get out of home Get out of home Get out of home Get out of homeee, WOOoo Boy finds the woman, singing on the stage Ease into the guitar But the guitars in the way And yes it is Ohh the guitars in the way And yes it is Ohhhh Get out of home Get out of home Get out of home Get out of home Get out of home Get out of home Get out of home Get out of homeee, WOOoo -Seb
Writer(s): Charles Ransford Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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