Mr. Left

He's asking what's my age
He's getting way to close
He's showing off his Rolex
Said its a family heirloom
Kiersten keep it composed
Try to hide the eye roll
Cause

Maybe there's no Mr. right
Stuck with mr who's left
Out there on a Friday night
Glassy eyes
Tequila sunrise in hand
Too drunk to say my name right
But for a free drink
I'll answer to Kristin for the night
Bartender titos and sprite
Make it a double
Mr. left's buying tonight

Im gettin sick of him
Im Zoning out again
My eyes are wondering
Onto the next victim
Cause

Maybe there's no Mr. right
Stuck with Mr who's left
Out there on a Friday night
Glassy eyes
Tequila sunrise in hand
Too drunk to say my name right
But for a free drink
I'll answer to Kristin for the night
Bartender titos and sprite
Make it a double
Mr. left's buying tonight

And every weekend
I'll repeat it again
I'll play the same scheme
Out at the bars on Cookman
Serial single
Hunting for the man with an
Open tab or credit card in hand

Maybe there's no mr. right
Stuck with mr who's left
Out there on a Friday night
Glassy eyes
Tequila sunrise in hand
Too drunk to say my name right
But for a free drink
I'll answer to Kristin for the night
Bartender titos and sprite
Make it a double
Mr. left's buying tonight
Mr. left's buying tonight



Credits
Writer(s): Kiersten Blue Litton, Tyler Sarfert, Zac Silva
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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