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Last One Drops letra


Yeah, when I open my eyes and I pray to the skies
Asking for some advice
Well, I was asking real polite when I was too drunk to drive
And lucy says: Baby, don't cry

You got me
Like I always, always got you
Like you always, always got me
Like I always, always got you
Like you always know what to do

He loves me like I love soda pop
He fucks me like a daydream over the top
I count the kisses like the last seconds of a ball drop
To all the bitches, I say: Fuck it
Cause we're on top
You can keep your fucking blessings undеr lip and lock
I'll count the missiles till I know the last onе dropped

So, so, so, so alive in June, feeling my cancer Moon
Got a heart full of blue
Sketched on my skin like a tattoo when I'm too drunk to blue
And lucy says: Baby, be cool

You got me
Like I always, always got you
Like you always, always got me
Like I always, always got you
Like you always know what to do

He loves me like I love soda pop
He fucks me like a daydream over the top
I count the kisses like the last seconds of a ball drop
To all the bitches, I say: Fuck it
Cause we're on top
You can keep your fucking blessings under lip and lock
I'll count the missiles till I know the last one dropped

You got me
Like I always, always got you
Like you always know what to do

He loves me like I love soda pop
He fucks me like a daydream over the top
I count the kisses like the last seconds of a ball drop
To all the bitches, I say: Fuck it
Cause we're on top
You can keep your fucking blessings under lip and lock
I'll count the missiles till I know the last one dropped

He loves me like I'm his superstar
But I'm just a rich kid making garbage art
I know you're listening to my stare in your soul
Forget the competition 'cause we're on top
They can keep their fucking blessings under lip and lock
I'll count the missiles till I know the last one dropped

Grace McKagan - Letras

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