Alligator Country (feat. Johnny Le)
When I'm sad sit on the roof of my car
When I'm mad I can't run too far
If I could I would ya
Wouldn't see me 'round this neighborhood no more
Whenever I go back home
I still feel so alone
Cuz my friends are in my
Phone and I can't see the folks I used to know
Construction paper cut in two
Piled high ain't got no glue
I just wish that I could write a tune that kind of
Fits the vibe of you
Construction paper cut in two
Piled high ain't got no glue
I just wish that I could write a tune that kind of
Fits the vibe of you
And now I sit here on my bedroom floor
Wondering why they're calling me a whore
When I just moved to this dorm
And I haven't even learned that life's a chore
And now I sit here on the edge of my bed
Listen to some Elton John instead
Wishing I could write a hook
That's half as good as the one that goes
Nahh
Nah Nah Nah
Nahh
Nah Nah Nah
Nahh
Nah Nah Nah
Nah Nah Nah Nah Nah Nah Nah Nah Nah Nah
Nahh
Nah Nah Nah
Nahh
Nah Nah Nah
Nahh
Nah Nah Nah
Nah Nah Nah Nah Nah Nah Nah Nah Nah Nah
Construction paper cut in two
Piled high ain't got no glue
I just wish that I could write a tune that kind of
Fits the vibe of you
Construction paper cut in two
Piled high ain't got no glue
I just wish that I could write a tune that kind of
Fits the vibe of you
When I'm mad I can't run too far
If I could I would ya
Wouldn't see me 'round this neighborhood no more
Whenever I go back home
I still feel so alone
Cuz my friends are in my
Phone and I can't see the folks I used to know
Construction paper cut in two
Piled high ain't got no glue
I just wish that I could write a tune that kind of
Fits the vibe of you
Construction paper cut in two
Piled high ain't got no glue
I just wish that I could write a tune that kind of
Fits the vibe of you
And now I sit here on my bedroom floor
Wondering why they're calling me a whore
When I just moved to this dorm
And I haven't even learned that life's a chore
And now I sit here on the edge of my bed
Listen to some Elton John instead
Wishing I could write a hook
That's half as good as the one that goes
Nahh
Nah Nah Nah
Nahh
Nah Nah Nah
Nahh
Nah Nah Nah
Nah Nah Nah Nah Nah Nah Nah Nah Nah Nah
Nahh
Nah Nah Nah
Nahh
Nah Nah Nah
Nahh
Nah Nah Nah
Nah Nah Nah Nah Nah Nah Nah Nah Nah Nah
Construction paper cut in two
Piled high ain't got no glue
I just wish that I could write a tune that kind of
Fits the vibe of you
Construction paper cut in two
Piled high ain't got no glue
I just wish that I could write a tune that kind of
Fits the vibe of you
Credits
Writer(s): Nathan Cain
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