Song | Booze Cruise |
Artist | Mad Caddies |
Album | Rock The Plank |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Benson, Robertson | |
We hit the road | |
We had ten hours left on our drive | |
Level of sanity going out the window | |
Who knows what lays ahead | |
And all I see is the endless headlights flying away | |
You're sick of me | |
I'm sick of you | |
Let's cool off and just talk this one through | |
To turn around | |
To walk away | |
You'll be leaving but | |
I'll be here to stay | |
One way to go | |
The direction undetermined | |
Rand McNally goes flying out the window | |
With empty bottles and broken spirits | |
The endless headlights are flying away | |
You're sick of me | |
I'm sick of you | |
Let's cool off and just talk this one through | |
To turn around | |
To walk away | |
You'll be leaving but | |
I'll be here to stay | |
When I was younger | |
I leapt at the chance | |
Now that I'm older | |
I wonder If | |
I had it to do all over again | |
Would I do anything different | |
Way too much time | |
And bullshit on my mind | |
I feel like | |
I'm falling to pieces | |
The smoke surrounds your head | |
You don't wanna be there | |
I can hear you when you're falling | |
You're sick of me | |
I'm sick of you | |
Let's cool off and just talk this one through | |
To turn around | |
To walk away | |
You'll be leaving but | |
I'll be here to stay |
zuo qu : Benson, Robertson | |
We hit the road | |
We had ten hours left on our drive | |
Level of sanity going out the window | |
Who knows what lays ahead | |
And all I see is the endless headlights flying away | |
You' re sick of me | |
I' m sick of you | |
Let' s cool off and just talk this one through | |
To turn around | |
To walk away | |
You' ll be leaving but | |
I' ll be here to stay | |
One way to go | |
The direction undetermined | |
Rand McNally goes flying out the window | |
With empty bottles and broken spirits | |
The endless headlights are flying away | |
You' re sick of me | |
I' m sick of you | |
Let' s cool off and just talk this one through | |
To turn around | |
To walk away | |
You' ll be leaving but | |
I' ll be here to stay | |
When I was younger | |
I leapt at the chance | |
Now that I' m older | |
I wonder If | |
I had it to do all over again | |
Would I do anything different | |
Way too much time | |
And bullshit on my mind | |
I feel like | |
I' m falling to pieces | |
The smoke surrounds your head | |
You don' t wanna be there | |
I can hear you when you' re falling | |
You' re sick of me | |
I' m sick of you | |
Let' s cool off and just talk this one through | |
To turn around | |
To walk away | |
You' ll be leaving but | |
I' ll be here to stay |
zuò qǔ : Benson, Robertson | |
We hit the road | |
We had ten hours left on our drive | |
Level of sanity going out the window | |
Who knows what lays ahead | |
And all I see is the endless headlights flying away | |
You' re sick of me | |
I' m sick of you | |
Let' s cool off and just talk this one through | |
To turn around | |
To walk away | |
You' ll be leaving but | |
I' ll be here to stay | |
One way to go | |
The direction undetermined | |
Rand McNally goes flying out the window | |
With empty bottles and broken spirits | |
The endless headlights are flying away | |
You' re sick of me | |
I' m sick of you | |
Let' s cool off and just talk this one through | |
To turn around | |
To walk away | |
You' ll be leaving but | |
I' ll be here to stay | |
When I was younger | |
I leapt at the chance | |
Now that I' m older | |
I wonder If | |
I had it to do all over again | |
Would I do anything different | |
Way too much time | |
And bullshit on my mind | |
I feel like | |
I' m falling to pieces | |
The smoke surrounds your head | |
You don' t wanna be there | |
I can hear you when you' re falling | |
You' re sick of me | |
I' m sick of you | |
Let' s cool off and just talk this one through | |
To turn around | |
To walk away | |
You' ll be leaving but | |
I' ll be here to stay |