She knew that I was ready She could tell by the confetti Now, my, my, my She can shake us to the side Far. far line Between love and my demise There be a long wide road A step between the lines A shot go syster As you're seeing tonight
Ride, somehow the meters go low Was playing on my radio tonight The boose is out And that's why we ride, ride, ride Till the whiskie runs low
Hey, hey C'mon, we on a mission To make, make A couple bad decisions All night long
Hey, hey You don't need nobody's permission Hey, hey When people call, they will be wishing They came along They came along
She knew that I was ready She could tell by the confetti Now, my, my, my In a party at the night The bar in the city is right at 65 They got a fire in the caig Don't make me beg A shot go sister As you're seeing tonight
Oh oH oH Ride until the whiskie is lowTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
