Lyrics

Check out at 11 I don't know, but there's something wrong with me Ascending into heaven, sounds funny, I got cinderblocks on my feet Can you repeat the question? No, I only need one room key I got this pain in my chest, so please don't disturb me Well, well, well, well Let's get out of the heat and go back to the hotel Well, well, well, well We'll have a few beers Well, well, well, well The last few months have been hell Well, well, well, well What do we have here? Woke up at 7 C'mon and meet me in the lobby The elevator's spinning, dizzier than a goddamn slot machine This new vice I'm beginning to forget about you and me And now it's an obsession and the odds are so shitty Well, well, well, well Let's get out of the heat and go back to the hotel Well, well, well, well We'll have a few beers Well, well, well, well The last few months have been hell Well, well, well, well What do we have here? Drank enough Red Bull and beer To keep me up, to keep me drunk For another 1,000 years And I know that it sounds weird But I bet your birthday in roulette and Watched my chances disappear Watched my money disappear Watched my dumb luck disappear Well, well, well, well Let's get out of the heat and go back to the hotel Well, well, well, well We'll have a few beers Well, well, well, well The last few months have been hell Well, well, well, well What do we have here? Well, well, well, well
Writer(s): Daniel Jason Campbell, Deanna Belos Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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