Whistle King

Now all my friends are getting tough
Everybody's waking up without me
(Woo hoo)
By myself, I'm all alone
Waiting for my trip back home
I'm hungry
(Woo hoo)

And I don't have no time for these excuses
Round and round I go
I feel so useless

And no-oh, how long will it take for me
To see what will change for the best of me?

And all night long I sit and think
Just about the things that don't mean nothing
(Woo hoo)
Now I wonder, now and then, waiting patiently looking for something
(Woo hoo)

Cigarettes, white t-shirt, and a sweater
Spanish books with crocodilian leather

And no-oh, how long will it take for me
To see what will change for the best of me?
But I don't know

And I don't have no time for these excuses
Round and round I go
I feel so useless
Cigarettes, white t-shirt, and a sweater
Spanish books with crocodilian leather

And no-oh, how long will it take for me
To see what will change for the best of me?
But I don't know
Yeah, I don't know



Credits
Writer(s): Mason Brooks Kelly
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