Lyrics

Our vacation room And sleeping in all the time The Days Inn Long Island The blueberry wine you said you'd finish But then you didn't So I gotta make fun of it Using your QR codes for free coffee The face we make when we make fun of stupidity Our anxiety attacks And you laying on me And I swore That we could tidy this up Or get a little more nuts And that I'd do either with you Stay up in the morning Til it hurts my eyelids Giving you a call just so I can call dibs One more time Stop, wait We can't go into the theater Without using this photo booth And you say the chinese buffet Is the best meal on earth So I agree like that is the truth And there's so many movies You missed the boat on When you were young And hating being a kid Growing up in catholic school Holding on to faith You thought would come but Then it never did And I swore That we could tidy this up Or get a little more nuts And that I'd do either with you Stay up in the morning Til it hurts my eyelids Giving you a call Just so I can call dibs One more time One more night I'm thinking about you now All of the time One more time One more night I'm thinking about you now All of the time And I swore That we could tidy this up Or get a little more nuts And that I'd do either with you And stay up in the morning Til it hurts my eyelids Giving you a call Just so I can call dibs One more time
Writer(s): Charles Arthur Bruno Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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