Lyrics

Yes, I'll perk up Tell me a joke It takes two to drive this float Re-pierce my nose The needle is clean But what side did I have the stud in? You know what's her face? She's scared of space You know what's her face? She's scared of space We're going out Got my boots on Everybody's got me wrong I need a drink Start talking tough The beer bottles are stacking up Oh you Oh you Oh you Oh You always were a wildcard You always were a wildcard Wildcard You always were a wildcard You always were a wildcard Wildcard You always were a wildcard You always were a wildcard Wildcard You always were a wildcard You always were a wildcard Wildcard
Writer(s): Rosa Nutty Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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