Lyrics Van Horn - Saint Motel

The thug life, baby
It chose me, I didn't choose this city
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
Walk right over
You're a 10, I'm a 4-leaf clover

Well, tell me do you hate me
Or do you wanna date me?
It's kinda hard to tell
'Cause your eyes are looking crazy
So why you coming over
Anything but sober?
Looking like it's time tonight
For fight or flight in Van Horn

Well, hold it steady
Drill it in like you're J. Paul Getty
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
Smith and Wesson
Taking shots that'll keep you guessing

Well, tell me do you hate me
Or do you wanna date me?
It's kinda hard to tell
'Cause your eyes are looking crazy
So why you coming over
Anything but sober?
Looking like it's time tonight
For fight or flight in Van Horn

Ooh, what you gonna do?
Van Horn
What you gonna do?

Well, tell me do you hate me
Or do you wanna date me?
It's kinda hard to tell
'Cause your eyes are looking crazy
So why you coming over
Anything but sober?
Looking like it's time tonight
For fight or flight in Van Horn

Ooh, what you gonna do?
Van Horn
What you gonna do?