Skip Driver (feat. Brett Scott Skauge)

Aye!

The sun is going down, on this city
I'll soon be driving round, cause I'm your skip driver

Waking up early in the morning, I gotta get it going, gotta get it flowing
Gotta get my kids up and out the door
Even though those headwinds are a blowing
I know these things ain't bright and shinny
But those things behind me now
I wait until the dark and I drive and I park
And i bring it to your door and I knock see me no more

Bring your flute, asian noodle soup
I'll twist a hoot, you know how I do
Slide back the seat, in my silver coup
You hop in, with your silver flute
Our skips complete and now it's almost time to eat
Down neighbour streets, I take the scenic route
To the studio, to smoke and eat
Space is the place, to melt your face
Cook up a beat, make you move your feet
Bring your flute, asian noodle soup

The sun is going down, on this city
I'll soon be driving round, cause I'm your skip driver

In this city now, The sun is going down
I'll be driving round, cause I'm your skip driver



Credits
Writer(s): Brett Skauge
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