Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Best Of Us, artist - Dirty Heads. Album song Cabin By The Sea, in the genre Ска
Date of issue: 18.06.2012
Record label: Five Seven
Song language: English
Best Of Us |
She takes my shoes off when I pass out in the morning |
Dead asleep from a night out with the boys |
If she came with us, I’d have to send a warning |
She can drink with the best of us |
She can smoke and she can drink as much as I can |
She made me food and rolled a joint when I broke my hand |
Fightin' with her older brother, showed him I’m a man |
And she’s as cool as the best of us |
Well she don’t get mad when I’m out of control |
When I’m blacked-out drunk, at the top of my lungs |
Man, she just laughs and rolls |
Well she’s my lady, baby I know this is always true |
I see you yellin' at your girlfriend |
Mine’s the shit, well how 'bout you? |
She gave me head when we were driving on the freeway |
Comin' home from San Clemente on a Friday |
We were laughin' cause her body was in my way |
She’s as cool as the best of us |
Well she can rock and she can move it with me slowly |
Nobody told me she can move it like that |
I didn’t see it, didn’t buy it 'till she showed me |
That she can drink with the best of us |
She don’t get mad when I’m out of control |
When I’m blacked-out drunk, at the top of my lungs |
Man she just laughs and rolls |
Well she’s my lady, baby I know this is always true |
I see you yellin' at your girlfriend |
Mine’s the shit, well how 'bout you? |
She likes the way I smell when I come home late |
She tells me 'give em hell' before I go on stage |
She likes her beer real cold and her whiskey straight |
Stayin' up all night and then we sleep all day |
But if the sun comes steppin' in early |
And I’m waitin' for my wallet to be empty |
'Cuz last night was next level, I was off my leash |
I can still look at her with no anxiety because |
She don’t get mad when I’m out of control |
When I’m blacked-out drunk, at the top of my lungs |
Man, she just laughs and rolls |
Well she’s my lady, baby I know this is always true |
I see you yellin' at your girlfriend |
Mine’s the shit, well how 'bout you? |
She don’t get mad when I’m out of control |
When I’m blacked-out drunk, at the top of my lungs |
Man, she just laughs and rolls |
Well she’s my lady, baby I know this is always true |
I see you yellin' at your girlfriend |
Mine’s the shit, well how 'bout you? |