Song | White Boy |
Artist | Magic Dirt |
Album | White Boy |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
I feel a little low | |
I feel a little low | |
I feel a little lost | |
At no extra cost | |
And then I get a call | |
It’s you on the line | |
Are you comin’ out tonight | |
We’ll have a whale of a time | |
Cos I’m sick of feeling shit | |
I’m sick of feeling bare | |
I’m sick of feeling hit | |
I’m sick of feeling neither here nor there | |
Hey little white boy | |
Put your hand on my head | |
hey little white boy | |
I need all the help I can get | |
My sheet is feeling is wet | |
It’s from all my sweat I bet | |
And you know I wanna hold | |
Everything I ever met | |
Then I taste the salty tears | |
And I think of all the years | |
And I see I see you may | |
I see you wipe em all away |
I feel a little low | |
I feel a little low | |
I feel a little lost | |
At no extra cost | |
And then I get a call | |
It' s you on the line | |
Are you comin' out tonight | |
We' ll have a whale of a time | |
Cos I' m sick of feeling shit | |
I' m sick of feeling bare | |
I' m sick of feeling hit | |
I' m sick of feeling neither here nor there | |
Hey little white boy | |
Put your hand on my head | |
hey little white boy | |
I need all the help I can get | |
My sheet is feeling is wet | |
It' s from all my sweat I bet | |
And you know I wanna hold | |
Everything I ever met | |
Then I taste the salty tears | |
And I think of all the years | |
And I see I see you may | |
I see you wipe em all away |
I feel a little low | |
I feel a little low | |
I feel a little lost | |
At no extra cost | |
And then I get a call | |
It' s you on the line | |
Are you comin' out tonight | |
We' ll have a whale of a time | |
Cos I' m sick of feeling shit | |
I' m sick of feeling bare | |
I' m sick of feeling hit | |
I' m sick of feeling neither here nor there | |
Hey little white boy | |
Put your hand on my head | |
hey little white boy | |
I need all the help I can get | |
My sheet is feeling is wet | |
It' s from all my sweat I bet | |
And you know I wanna hold | |
Everything I ever met | |
Then I taste the salty tears | |
And I think of all the years | |
And I see I see you may | |
I see you wipe em all away |