Facing New York

Kishore Kumar Hits — Facing New York - Gods of the Good Shit lyrics

Artist: Facing New York

album: Dogtown

I said, said to myself, hey man, you need some time on your own
Get out, out on the road and chase the ones you couldn't get before
But then you walked in
You ooh
You ooh
You
You ooh
You ooh
You
I pray, prayed to the gods, you know I owe you each a jack and coke
You led me to her, but now I'm scared I'm gonna mess it up
Trying to sound smarter than I am,
Let this spinning wheel get out of hand
And I don't want to tell you
You make comets collide in my chest
And I way overthink how I'm dressed
Yes I prayed to the gods of the good shit and they led me to you
You ooh
You ooh
You
You ooh
You ooh
You
Maybe we could get up on the weekends
Maybe you could hit me when you're free next
'Cause I ain't gonna tell you
You make comets collide in my chest
And I way overthink how I'm dressed
Yes I prayed to the gods of the good shit and they led me to you
You ooh
You ooh
You
You ooh
You ooh
You
You ooh
You ooh
You
You ooh
You ooh
You

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