Mine. Lucky Strike
She says, that I'm lying
When I say that two is not the same as three
But what could she be finding
If all that she's got is a silly book for kids
So why does everybody see a rabbit
When it's clearly a fish
I'll never be the same as Abbey
I'll never do the things she did
So
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Can't say that's mine
Lucky strike
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Can't say that's mine
Lucky strike
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Can't say that's mine
Lucky strike
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Can't say that's mine
Lucky strike
How come you're wearing stockings?
They are not calling for rain in a few more weeks
Don't mind, don't mind me asking
I'm just a nosey lad walking down the streets
Should stop with the mad whining
You're messing up the seats
For what it's worth, the sun's rising
Touch her nose when the rooster sings
So
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Can't say that's mine
Lucky strike
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Can't say that's mine
Lucky strike
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Can't say that's mine
Lucky strike
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Can't say that's mine
Lucky strike
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Can't say that's mine
Lucky strike
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Can't say that's mine
Lucky strike
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Can't say that's mine
Lucky strike
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Can't say that's mine
Lucky strike
When I say that two is not the same as three
But what could she be finding
If all that she's got is a silly book for kids
So why does everybody see a rabbit
When it's clearly a fish
I'll never be the same as Abbey
I'll never do the things she did
So
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Can't say that's mine
Lucky strike
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Can't say that's mine
Lucky strike
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Can't say that's mine
Lucky strike
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Can't say that's mine
Lucky strike
How come you're wearing stockings?
They are not calling for rain in a few more weeks
Don't mind, don't mind me asking
I'm just a nosey lad walking down the streets
Should stop with the mad whining
You're messing up the seats
For what it's worth, the sun's rising
Touch her nose when the rooster sings
So
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Can't say that's mine
Lucky strike
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Can't say that's mine
Lucky strike
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Can't say that's mine
Lucky strike
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Can't say that's mine
Lucky strike
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Can't say that's mine
Lucky strike
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Can't say that's mine
Lucky strike
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Can't say that's mine
Lucky strike
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Can't say that's mine
Lucky strike
Credits
Writer(s): Jamie López
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