EAT YOU ALIVE

Are you listenin'?
Let me tell you a story about how it used to be
And how we used to see, differently
Da da da daaaa
Da da da da daa
Da da da daaaa
Da da da da daa
Early Sunday mornin you saw me at the corner store
You caught me tired and yawnin, been up since the crack o dawn
And the surf is sh*t
Da da da daaaa
Da da da da daa
Da da da daaaa
Da da da da daa
I'm only surfin, when it's perfect
Too many kooks out
I'll take my chances, while the pretenders paddle around now
Those ol' dogs
Those ol' dogs
Will eat you alive
Those ol' Dogs
Those ol' Dogs
Will eat you alive
I'm only surfin, when it's perfect
Too many kooks out
I'll take my chances, while the pretenders paddle around now
I'm only surfin, when it's perfect
Too many kooks out
I'll take my chances, while the pretenders paddle around now
Da da da daaaa
Da da da da daa
Da da da daaaa
Da da da da daa
Should've seen it last week, was peelin' left and right, yeah
It was six foot at the peak, pretty f*ckin weak
No good for me



Credits
Writer(s): Archer Platt, Christopher Ralph, Kyle Leeming, Samuel Morrin
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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