歌詞

Catch me at the bar with a lid on my lips I'll make a good show for you, no script Ending in a house 'round 6:00 a.m. What a beautiful pic of no one's friend I'll wanna know, would you message me When you get home sound? But I'll forget to read I think about a joke that didn't land I'm never gonna sleep again I got a wet drink, I got the driest of gabs I got a debit card that isn't gonna get me a cab I'm gonna act like no one's gonna talk about me in the morning And they won't Every bottle is a boyfriend That didn't work out (didn't work out) Every dance-off is a feeling I could do without (could do without) Every barman is my best friend 'Til he's kicking me out Every bottle is my boyfriend And we're going out We're going out We're going out We're going out Honky tonk girl of the G.A.A. With about the same glamour, half the game I have to keep it up 'cause I'm a clown And without the make-up, some proper noun Now everything is harder than they said it'd be No restraint has been of any use to me I think about a joke that didn't land I'll hear it at the very end I got a wet drink, It's like a gun in my hand I got a pain worth picking on with skinny tea ads I wonder if anybody ever thinks about me in the morning Guess they don't Every bottle is a boyfriend That didn't work out (didn't work out) Every dance-off is a feeling I could do without (could do without) Every barman is my best friend 'Til he's kicking me out Every bottle is my boyfriend And we're going out We're going out We're going out We're going out, woo! I got a wet drink, it's like a gun in my hand But maybe I love drinking and just hate all the plans That someone made in my name I don't even wanna tap my potential No, I don't Every bottle is a boyfriend That didn't work out (didn't work out) Every dance-off is a feeling I could do without (could do without) Every barman is my best friend 'Til he's kicking me out Every bottle is a boyfriend That didn't work out (didn't work out) Every dance-off is a feeling I could do without (could do without) Every barman is my best friend 'Til he's kicking me out Every bottle is my boyfriend And we're going out We're going out We're going out We're going out We're going out We're going out We're going out We're going out We're going out We're going out We're going out We're going out We're going out We're going out We're going out
Writer(s): Ciara Mary-alice Thompson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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