Slip of the tongue
That`s where i belong
Buckshot you where gone so young
Stole my first Blue Martini in a basement of my so called friends
Stumbled down my childhood window and lied about experience
So when i was a heart warming portrait of a teenager
Just like everybody else i was just growing up
I struggeld with the local autority
Who made me laugh!
Who made me laugh!
Yea me to i`m just growing up
Slip of the tong
That`s where i belong
Buckle up where still young
So i walked the meadow plains insearch for common sense
Pleased the lord for somebody else and worked along the lies
So don`t bug me when i`m here to start and don`t forget the chinees pig in your own backyard and the floodgate Champage you stole from my flourishing night
And the whole village ran out and it came out right iie Heaa
So i stole from a werewolf
Bought a house for the bank
Made love to the best girl i know and dropped two lovely boys on the floor
But don`t bug me when i`m ready to start
Sold tequila shot`s on the biggest festivals yeah i`m lucky
So for every first one i say we raise the glas anyway for the instand love
Slip of the tongue
That`s where i belong
You where gone so young
You where gone so young