Come on Feet

Come on feet
One two three
Basically lady when you call me today I thought, "Oh no"
I swear on the stead I just felt so unprepared to say, "Oh okay"
You don't touch the phone
You stay at home
Your smile is fake
And I like your face

Come on feet, Don't mess with me
And can you see how your head swells when you talk up yourself?
I think, "Oh no"
I messed up your bed, I messed up your head
I think, "Oh so what"

And don't fail me now
Get off the ground
It's not as far to go
You can't get me home

Come on, come on
It's not that hard to get it on
Come on, come on
It's not that hard to get it on



Credits
Writer(s): Thomas Sanders, David Thorpe, Peter Cattermoul, Jonathan Sanders, Peter Hefferan
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