Rodrick Rules

That's enough
There's no room for us to be in love
There's no time for you to say hello
To the one who has been waiting for
You to call and say that he's enough

There's no room, can you move your seat up?
This ride's long, but baby, now it's done
I lost you, but maybe now I won
I lost you, but maybe now I won

Okay, so tell me where you've been, I haven't seen you in a minute
Lost your number in my wallet, can't remember all your digits, girl
Oh, and by the way, I'm rich now
Work so much, I cannot sit down
And I know that you gon' miss how I'm so tall and cute

Yeah, I'm six foot four without my shoes
Love to love you, you miss how I fuck you, but you gotta move
Oh, don't tell me that I gotta be nowhere
I'ma hit your spot 'cause you know I'd go there
I won't hit your phone 'cause

I won, I won, I won, I won, I won, I won
I won, I won, I won, I won, I won, I won
Okay, okay, okay, okay
I won, I won, I won, I won, I won, I won

I really thought you'd come around
I gave you up and dropped my frown
I really thought you'd come around
I gave you up, I, I gave you up

That's enough
There's no room for us to be in love
There's no time for you to say hello
To the one who has been waiting for
You to call and say that he's enough

There's no room, can you move your seat up?
This ride's long, but baby, now it's done
I lost you, but maybe now I won
I lost you, but maybe now I won

I'm gonna guitar solo now
I don't, I don't think it needs
I'm gonna guitar solo now, don't do it

I won, I won, I won, I won, I won, I won
Okay, okay, okay, okay
I won, I won, I won, I won, I won, I won



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Writer(s): Malcolm Hobert
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