Pilot Jones
We once had things in common
Now the only thing we share is the refrigerator
Ice cold, baby, I told you, I'm ice cold (Ice cold!)
You out here flyin' high (High!)
Go head, fly that thing!
High! High!
But fly alone
You always smokin' in the house
What if my mother comes over?
You can't get up and get a job
'Cause this little hustle's getting you by
You're the dealer and the stoner
With the sweetest kiss I've ever known (I know what I was on)
I had a Pilot Jones (What you know about it?)
She took me high (Oh, did she now?)
Then she took me home (We talkin' 'bout)
Pilot Jones, Pilot Jones
Tonight she came stumblin' across my lawn, again
I just don't know why I keep on tryin' to keep a grown woman sober
See there, you go reachin' up your blouse
And no, I don't want a child
But I ain't been touched in a while by the dealer and the stoner
With the sweetest kiss I've ever known
Ever known (I know what I was on)
I had a Pilot Jones (What you know about it?)
She took me high (Oh, did she now?)
Then she took me home (We talkin' 'bout)
Pilot Jones, Pilot Jones
In the sky up above, the birds
I saw the sky like I never seen before
You thought I was above you
Above this in so many ways
But if I got a condo on a cloud
Then I guess you can stay at my place
I'ma get one
I need ya
I admit it, you're my Pilot Jones
Now the only thing we share is the refrigerator
Ice cold, baby, I told you, I'm ice cold (Ice cold!)
You out here flyin' high (High!)
Go head, fly that thing!
High! High!
But fly alone
You always smokin' in the house
What if my mother comes over?
You can't get up and get a job
'Cause this little hustle's getting you by
You're the dealer and the stoner
With the sweetest kiss I've ever known (I know what I was on)
I had a Pilot Jones (What you know about it?)
She took me high (Oh, did she now?)
Then she took me home (We talkin' 'bout)
Pilot Jones, Pilot Jones
Tonight she came stumblin' across my lawn, again
I just don't know why I keep on tryin' to keep a grown woman sober
See there, you go reachin' up your blouse
And no, I don't want a child
But I ain't been touched in a while by the dealer and the stoner
With the sweetest kiss I've ever known
Ever known (I know what I was on)
I had a Pilot Jones (What you know about it?)
She took me high (Oh, did she now?)
Then she took me home (We talkin' 'bout)
Pilot Jones, Pilot Jones
In the sky up above, the birds
I saw the sky like I never seen before
You thought I was above you
Above this in so many ways
But if I got a condo on a cloud
Then I guess you can stay at my place
I'ma get one
I need ya
I admit it, you're my Pilot Jones
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Writer(s): Christopher Breaux, Robert Taylor
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