I found love for the little things in life
I'm not satisfied with what I want
We'll stop time if you're a little bit lonely
There's no guarantee, but it's all that I want
We'll take the golf cart into town, drive it around
Just think of all the things we can do
Hold up some pubs and hope it pays, give me a raise
Fill up on junk at Supervalue
(Ooh)
(Mm) I got a boring apartment, and all of the drugs
I'm fucking dangerous, I get what I want
I've got friends from a concert, falling in love
Got cosmic paper cuts, tearing me up
I found love for the little things in life
I'm not satisfied with what I want
I'm back home for a little bit, lovely
Grand don't come for free, it's tearing me up
We'll take the golf cart into town, drive it around
Just don't forget the things we rehearsed
Write off the motor on your way, hope that it pays
And if it don't just act-a-my worst, first
I got a boring apartment, all of the drugs
I'm fucking dangerous, I get what I want
Head up to Mulholland's, for dinner and wine
It's fucking go time, tell me to stop
I gotta hit up Mulholland's, for dinner and wine
It's not the first time, and it's not what I want tonight
I've got a boring apartment, all of the drugs
That's fucking dangerous, to get what I want
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