Sittin' gettin' too high, watchin' the time go by
Lookin' to see what's inside, no there's nothin' really goin' on in there
So i'm dreamin' the way I always do, sleepin' inside of my shoes
Not worryin' 'bout nothin' at all, don't wanna answer no door don't wanna answer no call...oh no
High speed slow lane blues, dancin' purple electric shoes
I got no time to pay no dues, wastin' away any ol' way I choose
Spillin' my guts to the ground, Johanna won't you follow me down
Oh baby, you think we don't know, you're full of shit, and baby it shows
I'm smilin' what else could I do? Missus Henry won't you pump me a few
Lord Calvert what have you done? My mind is mush, my mouth is a gun
Oh no
Lance Taylor - Couch Lyrics
Lance Taylor - Couch Lyrics
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Sittin' gettin' too high, watchin' the time go by
Lookin' to see what's inside, no there's nothin' really goin' on in there
So i'm dreamin' the way I always do, sleepin' inside of my shoes
Not worryin' 'bout nothin' at all, don't wanna answer no door don't wanna answer no call...oh no
High speed slow lane blues, dancin' purple electric shoes
I got no time to pay no dues, wastin' away any ol' way I choose
Spillin' my guts to the ground, Johanna won't you follow me down
Oh baby, you think we don't know, you're full of shit, and baby it shows
I'm smilin' what else could I do? Missus Henry won't you pump me a few
Lord Calvert what have you done? My mind is mush, my mouth is a gun
Oh no
Lookin' to see what's inside, no there's nothin' really goin' on in there
So i'm dreamin' the way I always do, sleepin' inside of my shoes
Not worryin' 'bout nothin' at all, don't wanna answer no door don't wanna answer no call...oh no
High speed slow lane blues, dancin' purple electric shoes
I got no time to pay no dues, wastin' away any ol' way I choose
Spillin' my guts to the ground, Johanna won't you follow me down
Oh baby, you think we don't know, you're full of shit, and baby it shows
I'm smilin' what else could I do? Missus Henry won't you pump me a few
Lord Calvert what have you done? My mind is mush, my mouth is a gun
Oh no
Writer: Lance Taylor
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