Birkenstocks
Who knew so much wisdom could be carried by Birkenstocks
Or five stubborn feet of trouble
Spoke up with your Target jeans on
Singing oh please hun, it's funny sometimes you don't know anything
What I'm learning from ya
Has got me turning my head
Girl you're still turning my head
She said
You keep saying how
You want the whole thing
All the lovin, perfect sunset, that trip to Palm Springs
But with good love
Know the bad don't stop
You get everything from my bitchin to my Birkenstocks
And love, yeah you get my love
Two straps she keeps loose to slide out quickly
Get that high speed weapon in hand
Sometimes I'm rude and could use cork bottom bruises
Hope she never hits another man
What I'm learning from ya
Has got me turning my head
Girl you're still turning my head
She Said
You keep saying how
You want the whole thing
All the loving, perfect sunset, that trip to Palm Springs
But with good love
Know the bad don't stop
You get everything from my bitchin to my Birkenstocks
You keep saying how
You want the whole thing
All the love, the perfect sunset, that trip to Palm Springs
But with good love
Know the bad don't stop
You get everything from my bitchin to my Birkenstocks
And love, yeah you get my love
Or five stubborn feet of trouble
Spoke up with your Target jeans on
Singing oh please hun, it's funny sometimes you don't know anything
What I'm learning from ya
Has got me turning my head
Girl you're still turning my head
She said
You keep saying how
You want the whole thing
All the lovin, perfect sunset, that trip to Palm Springs
But with good love
Know the bad don't stop
You get everything from my bitchin to my Birkenstocks
And love, yeah you get my love
Two straps she keeps loose to slide out quickly
Get that high speed weapon in hand
Sometimes I'm rude and could use cork bottom bruises
Hope she never hits another man
What I'm learning from ya
Has got me turning my head
Girl you're still turning my head
She Said
You keep saying how
You want the whole thing
All the loving, perfect sunset, that trip to Palm Springs
But with good love
Know the bad don't stop
You get everything from my bitchin to my Birkenstocks
You keep saying how
You want the whole thing
All the love, the perfect sunset, that trip to Palm Springs
But with good love
Know the bad don't stop
You get everything from my bitchin to my Birkenstocks
And love, yeah you get my love
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Writer(s): Ry Mcdonald
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