歌詞

(I) woke Up in the morning Without Coffee and milk Still have some alcool Ice in the fridge I won't go to the Cotton field (I)Always hated that thing Get my body to carry on I won't get up or swing I ain't got no home No place to roam But always got a chance To win my whiskey ball I ain't got a friend I've lost my dog I got no boyfriend I'm a real punk Jesus Loves you So time for you to move on up If you get no money Run would be a good thing Woke up in the morning No coffe and milk Still have some alcool Store in the fridge I won't go to gym I prefer to sleep I won't need my whiskey ball I ain't got no home Jesus Loves you So time for you to move on up If you get no money Run would be a good thing Run would be a good thing
Writer(s): Quentin Bachelet, Neal Walden Black, Leo Lanvain, Emmanuel Lanvain Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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