Brian's Movie
Oh man, all of us go
There at the sidelong view of her walking you home
And I'm, shifting, holding my beer
Right as the chicks all boogie at the sight of you clearing
And I hate it, holy fucking shit
It's like I'm back in my old basement
Making Lenny off n' split, 'cause he's the last to hit the pavement
Waiting out
On you coming back around
Or just faking out
Seems it's my upside now
Oh man, all of us go
There at the sidelong view of her walking you home
And I'm shifting, holding my beer
Right as the chicks all boogie at the sight of you clearing
I hate it, holy fucking shit
I've got the knives out plugging the stove top
Makin Davies take it in, without a clue of what he smoked up
Waiting out
On you coming back around
Or just faking out
Seems that I'm upside down
Oh man, all of us go
There at the sidelong view of her walking you home
And I'm shifting, holding my beer
Right as the chicks all boogie at the sight of you clearing
I hate it, what if it's fine
To think that you still could be just mine
Please be over it Bri, you always had my back as a short guy
Waiting out
On you coming back around
Or just faking out
Seems that's my upside now
Oh man, all of us go
There at the sidelong view of her walking you home
And I'm
There at the sidelong view of her walking you home
And I'm, shifting, holding my beer
Right as the chicks all boogie at the sight of you clearing
And I hate it, holy fucking shit
It's like I'm back in my old basement
Making Lenny off n' split, 'cause he's the last to hit the pavement
Waiting out
On you coming back around
Or just faking out
Seems it's my upside now
Oh man, all of us go
There at the sidelong view of her walking you home
And I'm shifting, holding my beer
Right as the chicks all boogie at the sight of you clearing
I hate it, holy fucking shit
I've got the knives out plugging the stove top
Makin Davies take it in, without a clue of what he smoked up
Waiting out
On you coming back around
Or just faking out
Seems that I'm upside down
Oh man, all of us go
There at the sidelong view of her walking you home
And I'm shifting, holding my beer
Right as the chicks all boogie at the sight of you clearing
I hate it, what if it's fine
To think that you still could be just mine
Please be over it Bri, you always had my back as a short guy
Waiting out
On you coming back around
Or just faking out
Seems that's my upside now
Oh man, all of us go
There at the sidelong view of her walking you home
And I'm
Credits
Writer(s): Peter Wilton, Michael Pascuzzi, Neil Smith, Christopher Vanderkooy
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