Ordinary

Chilin' on the West Side, playin' my song
Gotta that Kia Soul with my cheap shades on
Gonna run right through the night

Jump off the gate, fall to the ground
It don't matter, still hittin' this town
Oh, it never felt so right

Tonight we're runnin' around the boulevard
I couldn't know, I couldn't ask for more

So sick and tired of stayin' up to see the break of dawn
Everybody's taken shots, 'til they're passed out on the lawn
Broken hearts and Styrofoam and empty double cups
I guess I'm ordinary 'cause I don't give a what

I don't give a what
I don't give a what
I don't give a what

Chillin' on the sofa with a tank top
Supercalifragilistic down to my socks
Let it go right to my head

TV screen, Mario Kart
Everybody knows that I get a head start
And it's never left unsaid

Tonight we're runnin' around the boulevard
I couldn't know, I couldn't ask for more

So sick and tired of stayin' up to see the break of dawn
Everybody's taken shots, 'til they're passed out on the lawn
Broken hearts and Styrofoam and empty double cups
I guess I'm ordinary 'cause I don't give a what

I don't give a what
I don't give a what (what...)
I don't give a what
I don't give a what (what...)

So sick and tired of stayin' up to see the break of dawn
Everybody's taken shots, 'til they're passed out on the lawn
Broken hearts and Styrofoam and empty double cups
I guess I'm ordinary 'cause I don't give a what

(So sick and tired of stayin' up to see the break of dawn)
I don't give a what (everybody's taken shots, 'til they're passed out on the lawn)
Broken hearts and Styrofoam and empty double cups
I guess I'm ordinary 'cause I don't give a what



Credits
Writer(s): Robert Frausto, Richard Dillon, Charlie Puth
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