Lyrics:
to put one foot in front of the other
And I fail
You don't even know I'm alive
I open my mouth cause I'm waiting for your love to fall from the sky
I got one foot on the gas, I got one foot in the grave
I'm in the kind of trouble from which I can't be saved
I spend my nights a runnin' or I'll
With one foot in the ground
One foot on the pedal
I was born a rebel
You picked up in the mornin' and you
Paid off my ticket
You screamed in
beaches
Put your foot down to the floor
Racing, we're racing down to those beautiful beaches
We'll take our chances
Take our chances
Burning down
to put one foot in front of the other
And I fail
You don't even know I'm alive
I open my mouth cause I'm waiting for your love to fall from the sky
Chopsticks, got me a pick (eeh-eeh, eeh-eeh)
Steppin' on shit, put my foot in a brick (eeh)
Fuck you mean? (Yup, yup, yup, yup, yup, yup, yup)
Huh, oh, I'm
I thought I'd always be alone, 'cause
I never wanted to tap my brakes
I never wanted to settle down
I was always one foot out the door
I never
control, 'til I lose control
Oh, I've tried one foot in, one foot out like all of my life
And I've tried connecting dots but nothing turns out right
So
in first impressions
You'll be wanting my atention
So if you got the right intention
Maybe I might let you change my mind
You got your foot down
five-foot models
Holding twelve-ounce bottles
They're invited, and I'm excited
Just like I won the lotto
Come and dance to my single
After that we gon' mingle
contract pon yuh batty jaw mi
Have mi hand a slap slap put yuh foot dem pon mi shoulda
Like a nap-sack if yuh pussy a something everybody knock knock
Siddung pon it gyal a dat sweet you
The foot pon shoulder a dat sweet you
Gyal you pussy tight sumtin inna hip
Gyal you nuh fi left come yah likkle bit
at a boy at the end of the bar
Guess I mighta musta gone a little too far
'Cause a big old girl walked outta the blue
10 foot 2 with a bad attitude
the money's good but I'm still from the hood
So don't be asking for no "inch" be expecting the "foot"
Unless you want a foot (whoo!)
I know a few crooks that
the money's good but I'm still from the hood
So don't be asking for no "inch" be expecting the "foot"
Unless you want a foot (whoo!)
I know a few crooks that
running my life no more
Too hip, gotta go
Too hip, gotta go
When I step foot out of this door
I won't even bother to pack
I'm gonna leave you
running my life no more
Too hip, gotta go
Too hip, gotta go
When I step foot out of this door
I won't even bother to pack
I'm gonna leave you
running my life no more
Too hip, gotta go
Too hip, gotta go
When I step foot out of this door
I won't even bother to pack
I'm gonna leave you
running my life no more
Too hip, gotta go
Too hip, gotta go
When I step foot out of this door
I won't even bother to pack
I'm gonna leave you
running my life no more
Too hip, gotta go
Too hip, gotta go
When I step foot out of this door
I won't even bother to pack
I'm gonna leave you
running my life no more
Too hip, gotta go
Too hip, gotta go
When I step foot out of this door
I won't even bother to pack
I'm gonna leave you
running my life no more
Too hip, gotta go
Too hip, gotta go
When I step foot out of this door
I won't even bother to pack
I'm gonna leave you
running my life no more
Too hip, gotta go
Too hip, gotta go
When I step foot out of this door
I won't even bother to pack
I'm gonna leave you
running my life no more
Too hip, gotta go
Too hip, gotta go
When I step foot out of this door
I won't even bother to pack
I'm gonna leave you
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