| Fuck you if you love a car for its paint job
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| Love you if you love a car for the road trips
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| Show me the miles and your arms and the pink scar
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| Where the doctor had to pull out all the bone chips
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| 'Cause you were pressing on the gas just a bit hard
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| Right in the moment where the road curved a bit sharp
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| And when you woke up
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| Somebody was unclipping your seat belt
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| And pulling you from the open window of your flipped car
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| Cold pizza, tie-dye shirts
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| Broken hearts, give'm here, give'm here
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| Hand me downs, give me give me leftovers
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| Give me give me sloppy seconds
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| Give em here, give em here
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| I don't care where you've been
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| How many miles, I still love you
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| I don't care where you've been
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| How many miles, I still love you
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| Show me someone who says they got no baggage
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| I'll show you somebody whose got no story
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| Nothing gory means no glory, but baby please don't bore me
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| We won't know until we get there
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| The who, or the what, or the when where
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| My favorite sweater was a present that I got a couple presidents ago
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| And I promised that I would rock it till it's thread bare
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| Bet on it
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| Every single person gotta couple skeletons
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| So pretty soon, in this room
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| It'll just be me and you when we clear out all the elephants
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| Me and you and the elements
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| We all have our pitfalls
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| Beer's flat, the cabs have been called
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| And everybody and their momma can hear the drama that's happening behind these thin walls
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| Cold pizza
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| Tie-dye shirts (Tie-dye shirts)
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| Broken hearts
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| Give'm here, give'm here
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| Hand me downs (Hand me downs)
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| Leftovers (Leftovers)
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| Sloppy seconds
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| Give'm here, give'm here
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| I don't care where you've been
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| How many miles, I still love you
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| I don't care where you've been
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| How many miles, I still love you
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| I don't care (Cold pizza)
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| Where you've been (Tie-dye shirts)
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| How many (Broken hearts) miles, I still love you
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| I don't care (Hand me downs)
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| Where you've been (Leftovers)
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| How many (Sloppy seconds) miles, I still love you
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| My pattern with women isn't a flattering image
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| But I don't want to run away because I said so
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| I dont want to be the guy to hide all of my flaws
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| And I'll be giving you the side of me that I don't let show
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| Everything in fashion
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| That has ever happened
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| Always coming crashing down
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| Better let go
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| But in a couple years it will be retro
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| You rock Marc Ecko
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| My shirts have the gecko
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| 'Cause in the past man, I was hopeless
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| But now's when my little cousins look the dopest
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| (Whoop whoop)
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| Fuck the fashion po-po
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| Have a stale doughnut, I don't need no tips
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| Fuck a five second rule
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| That's a plan I never understood
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| It's September in my kitchen in a Christmas sweater
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| Sipping cold coffee on the phone with damaged goods
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| And there is not a single place that I would rather be
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| I'm fucked up just like you are, and you're fucked up just like me
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| Cold pizza (Cold pizza)
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| Tie-dye shirts (Tie-dye shirts)
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| Broken hearts
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| Give'm here, give'm here
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| Hand me downs (Oh, hand me downs!)
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| Give me give me leftovers (Leftovers!)
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| Give me give me sloppy seconds
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| Give'm here, give'm here
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| I don't care where you've been
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| How many miles, I still love you
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| I don't care where you've been
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| How many miles, I still love you
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| I don't care (Cold pizza)
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| Where you've been (Tie-dye shirts)
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| How many (Broken hearts) miles, I still love you
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| I don't care (Hand me downs)
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| Where you've been (Leftovers)
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| How many (Sloppy seconds) miles, I still love you |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sloppy Seconds, artist - Watsky. Album song Cardboard Castles, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп