Alligator

Alligator, snap me up again
Giant trench for crawling down my leg
Could it get any better?
This story is perfectly sound

Falling down seven flights of stairs
Pulling out my hair
Could it get any better?
This story is perfectly sound

Ten foot wave could just drag me down
Getting lost, wrong part of the town

And it felt just like a dream
And it keeps on happening
And it felt just like a dream
And it keeps on happening

Forget the names of everyone I met
Learning French and instantly forget
Could it get any better?
This story is perfectly sound

Got my dress caught in the cheap door
Stepped in vomit on the floor
Could it get any better?
This story is perfectly sound

And it felt just like a dream
And it keeps on happening
And it felt just like a dream
And it keeps on happening
And it felt just like a dream
And it keeps on happening
And it felt just like a dream
And it keeps on happening
Keeps on happening

Lightning strike, stopped by lightning strike
Lightning strike, stopped by lightning strike
Lightning strike, stopped by lightning strike
Stopped by lightning strike, stopped by



Credits
Writer(s): Daniel Carey, Katy Pearson
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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