Lyrics Four of a Kind - Magic City Hippies

Four of a Kind

Headed to space last Saturday night
Whiskey to the face with a buddy of mine
Too tipsy to taste all the booze that I buy
Frisky on the floor and the sun is up high
Puffin on a P-funk, balcony
Looking at her tree trunk alchemy
Girl get when you need done I’ll be free
Whenever there’s a rerun we won’t need
To stay out late on a Saturday night
Get drunk, get laid, get into a fight
Girl ya know I love you but it’s hard to say
Every day above us will always be this way
You’re going in
Oh you better go all in
There’s something I’ve been given
Little woman, i’ve been bitten in the best of ways
So stay out late this Saturday night
Take you to the 80s club you like
Ya won’t need a powdery pick up line
If only I’ll be good this time
Got a friend Joe, said he doesn’t know
Said he’s got it all, and yet he’s ready to blow
Going to up and leave it all for some dumb ho
Does he have a winner?
I don’t know
Fear of a freedom I can understand
You got queens on the table and for you they land
Got to remind you to play your hand
Four of a Kind, you better be a man
And go all in
Oh you better go all in
There’s something I’ve been given
Little woman, i’ve been bitten in the best of ways