Songtexte SHOOT THE LOCK - Graham Barham

Whoa
Whoa

Somewhere in a neon, blue smoke filled room
You're shootin' Reposado like you always do
It's a re-run, they're puttin' up them stools
And I'm runnin' through your mind like déjà vu

Ooh, we know where this is headin'
Ooh, don't waste a second

Downtown shutdown you know where to go
It's the same damn numbers on the curve on the road
Better run every red on your way to me
I'll be sittin' here sippin' on Tennessee
If I ain't there by the second knock
Whoa, forget about the key, baby shoot the lock

That picture you just sent
Of a dress in a text is messin' with a made up mind
And I'm goin' out of it
To get you, to get you out of it
Ooh, I'm tellin' you country lady to do whatever it is
You gotta do to make you wait on me baby 'cause right now

Downtown shutdown you know where to go
It's the same damn numbers on the curve on the road
Better run every red on your way to me
I'll be sittin' here sippin' on Tennessee
If I ain't there by the second knock
Whoa, forget about the key, baby shoot the lock

Whoa, forget about the key
Whoa, oh, baby shoot the lock
Whoa, forget about the key
Whoa, oh, baby shoot the lock

Ooh, baby, this how bad I want ya
Ooh, don't let a lock stop ya

Downtown shutdown you know where to go
It's the same damn numbers on the curve on the road
Better run every red on your way to me
I'll be sittin' here sippin' on Tennessee
If I ain't there by the second knock
Whoa, forget about the key, baby shoot the lock

Whoa, forget about the key
Whoa, oh, baby shoot the lock
Whoa, forget about the key
Whoa, oh, baby shoot the lock