It's in the way she often calls me out it's in the cut of your pretty gown your 'come on' legs and your panty hose you look so pretty with your bloody nose
we gon come together, we gon celebrate, we gon get around like its your birthday i dont wanna know just what im gonna do i dont care where youre goin, im comin home with you
walkin her home with the grassy field fallin and laughin at the drinks we spilled just one of those nights that i had to share chasing the death without a care