Текст песни Bong Lady - Jim Burtom

Driving at the speed of sound
Sound Sound sound
Sound Sound sound
Sound Sound sound

And we tear
Each other down
But I want you around
Sometimes I butt dial your
Phone just to hear the sound
Of you cursing me out
Don't think I understand it
I like when you get loud
Loud Loud (Loud)
Loud Loud (Loud)
Loud Loud (Loud)

In the back rooms with you

I'm not happy
I'm not going to enrich your life or anyone else's BELIEVE ME

Hotel Jacmel
Late night and I'm all by
Myself an
I rang your cell
But the call went straight to
Voicemail (Woah)
I'm trapped in your hell
But I hope that you're enjoying yourself
Lady
You're my favorite
Knew that from the beginning
You're a drug and I'm addicted
I ain't even gonna forget this
Turn my world and
Change my seasons
Up to late for
No damn reason
I can't seem to figure her out
Come back to my couch
I'm growing some doubts I think that we're heading south