myclownshoes - Oranje Guice - Lyrics, Similar artists

Kishore Kumar Hits — myclownshoes - Oranje Guice lyrics

Artist: myclownshoes

album: Lips Do What Hands Do

3:30 a.m. got you in my head
3:55, now you're in my bed
We smoked and we made love and do it again
Always subconscious 'bout your morning breath
I don't fuck with fighting 'cause that shit is tiring
It'd be kinda hard with my lip that you're biting
I say I love you, but you think I'm lying
You think commitment's something I'm implying
But I'm here for the summer, so let's get loose
You're making pancakes and I'll pour the orange juice
You make me go crazy, loose just a couple screws
And when it's over, we'll just fucking call it a truce
We should elope, but it might be too soon
Call you at 3 a.m., to say, "Go look at the moon"
We get to talking, you end up in my room
I don't know why not, when we got nothin' to do
Wonder how long we can keep up with the rules
I don't know about you, but I'm not the type to lose
But I'm here for the summer, so let's get loose
You're making pancakes and I'll pour the orange juice
You make me go crazy, lose just a couple screws
And when it's over, we'll just fucking call it a truce
But I'm here for the summer, so let's get loose
You're making pancakes and I'll pour the orange juice
You say you love me too, and now my cheeks are rouge
And then we dance around the kitchen listening to the blues

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