Joanna

I'll pick you up on my motorcycle
Grab my waist let's make them eat our dust
I brought the whisky like we're still in high school
It tastes alright but we are just enough

Tell me why you wanna take me home
All the places we could go
You didn't save my number in your cellular telephone
You could say I'm feeling low
Guess you're rolling just like a stone
I don't want you to see me alone

Oh Joanna
Do it like you do
Know I wanna
Runaway with you

Leave one out let's try to go use our fakes
And hit that bar at the end of china town
I'll pick a fight he looked at you the wrong way
Trust his fund he hit me while I was down

Tell me why you wanna take me home
All the places we could go
You didn't save my number in your fucking telephone
You could say I'm feeling low
Guess you're rolling just like a stone
I don't want you to see me alone

Oh Joanna
Do it like you do
Know I wanna
Runaway with you

Let me be your excuse to do nothing at all
I know that's what you're gonna do anyway

Oh Joanna
Do it like you do
I'd die for ya
I'm crying over you



Credits
Writer(s): Eli Hirsch
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