Songtexte A-List - Kyle Hume

I'm 5'8", 5'9"on a good day
No first team pick coming my way
But I don't mind
'Cause she say I'm so fine
Got no G-wagon in the driveway
But I'm saving up for a nice place
And she likes that
She know my money on the right path
That I'ma get it right back

I still haven't made it
But she thinks I'm the greatest
I may never be famous
But at least I'm her favorite
And when I don't believe I'm enough
I can't see all the things that she loves
She reminds me I may never be A-list
But I'll still be her favorite kind of guy
Her favorite kind of guy

And I'm nowhere close to a fan club
But she's so front row with her hands up
And there's no one laughing at my stand-up
But she swears I'm the funniest guy she knows
When I call out heads and it ends up tails
When I try to be cool and it miserably fails
She still thinks she's in a fairytale
I guess I'm doing something well, 'cause

I still haven't made it
But she thinks I'm the greatest
I may never be famous
But at least I'm her favorite
And when I don't believe I'm enough
I can't see all the things that she loves
She reminds me I may never be A-list
But I'll still be her favorite kinda guy
Her favorite kinda guy

I ain't the top shelf, she says I'm the good stuff
And I'm just a black cat, she says I'm her good luck
And tells me to chill out, "don't get your head stuck"
Maybe I should just listen to her, 'cause
I ain't the top shelf, she says I'm the good stuff
And I'm just a black cat, she says I'm her good luck
And tells me to chill out, "don't get your head stuck"
Maybe I should just listen to her, 'cause