Tekst piosenki
I hit hard.
You know you never think you're going to, until the people stop:
Good Samaritans I'm writing to you.
And he's the only one that would think to tell it that way.
And I appreciate it, even though I never say that I do.
It hit hard.
I'm so sick of never eating the food at lunchtime, when I'm in my tan and blue.
Yeah, he's the only one that would think to tell it that way.
He's got some flat tires, so we're running just a little late.
I could take the freeway's down if I didn't want to make October.
I could stay inside my house, but I never like the streets swept.
I can't wait to get out of the house. I can't thank you, I can't thank you enough.
I could take the freeway's down if I didn't want to make October.
or I could stay inside my house, but I never like the streets swept.
Yeah I could take the freeway's down if I didn't want to make October
or I could stay inside my house, but I never like the streets swept especially since I'm payin' now.
Yeah, he's the only one that would think to tell it that way.
He's got the same blood, we got the same blood.
