Lottery Eyes

My baby
The way she stares at me is like she hit the Lottery
She looks at me like what the fuck is so funny
I swear the way she smiles and giggles now getting to me

But then she asks me
Does this dress look alright
Is it something your parents would like
I tell her I don't know why
Just put a T-shirt and some converse on you'll be just fine
Cause baby you're my grand prize
In my lottery eyes
Lottery eyes
Lottery

My baby
The way I stare at you nows only through a phone screen
Cause of the words I said when I was so angry
And that's my fault you don't even have to forgive me

But I wish you still asked me does this dress look alright?
Is it something your parents would like
I tell her I don't know why
Just put a T-shirt and some converse on you'll be just fine
Cause baby you're my grand prize in my lottery eyes
Lottery eyes
Lottery eyes

He's your lottery
He's your lottery
He's your lottery if you say so
He's your lottery
He's your lottery
He's your lottery if you say so
He's your lottery
He's your lottery
He's your lottery if you say so
He's your lottery
He's your lottery
He's your lottery if you say so

I won't blame it on you if you think I'm a douchebag
Ps I love you what's written on my wrist
I hope that you hear this driving through North Carolina
Leaving in the car that your mom and dad bought you

I won't blame it on you if you think I'm a douchebag
Ps I love you what's written on my wrist
I hope that you hear this driving through North Carolina



Credits
Writer(s): Andrew Parrott
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