Текст песни Out of Love - Pluto Kar

Someone tell the waitress order more
I hate being sober I get bored
I feel like Othello she fuck moors
Somewhere in NY just Hors d'oeuvres
Someone tell the waitress order more
I hate being sober I get bored
I feel like Othello she fuck moors
Somewhere in NY just Hors d'oeuvres
She just drink some Beringer at 4
I said we'd get lunch right by the shore
You liked drugs me too that was a score
Till it had you coming back for more

Drug habits, fuck on a single mattress
No status, she wants likes and fame she gotta have it
I know that she fixing on them drugs since 16
Molly got her dancing on the wall
Every time she see me she say awe
Sometimes I kinda hate it when you call
She just wanna get her feelings across
At the bar I just order no cost I'm sauced

Someone tell the waitress order more
I hate being sober I get bored
I feel like Othello she fuck moors
Somewhere in NY just Hors d'oeuvres
Someone tell the waitress order more
I hate being sober I get bored
I feel like Othello she fuck moors
Somewhere in NY just Hors d'oeuvres
She just drink some Beringer at 4
I said we'd get lunch right by the shore
You liked drugs me too that was a score
Till it had you coming back for more

Girl you're missing out I stayed at your house
Who you missing now who you kissing now?
Girl you're missing out I stayed at your house
Who you missing now who you kissing now?