I always wanted it to be like this for us
Strung out on love, alive in the city
Pulling triggers like the fashion was a loaded gun
My head in the cross hair, brain of the chosen one
Ten pages of her favorite book alright
Leave on the light, and I'm feeling the evening
With her blue-eyed soul on her shield but I
I can't quite make it out, I can't quite make it out
'Cause I'm getting it tied, tied, tied
I'm getting it tied, tied, tied
I'm getting it tied from life and I can't control it
Ten steps to your favorite bar tonight
Bags on sight, flirting with me like
Well, you're, you're full of flavor and you're winning best dressed tonight
Where are your friends now, where are your friends now?
Well, they're all flying high, high, high
They're all flying high, high, high
They're all out there flying high, where are you tonight
You better get it right, right, right, right
You better get it right, right, right
Well, you better get it right, one chance at this life
I always wanted it to be like this for us
Having our first kid, name her Ethel
I always wanted it to be like this for us
Having our first kid, name her Ethel
And I hold on to her, tight, tight, tight
I hold on to her, tight, tight, tight
I hold on to her tight, baby Ethel
And I hold on to her, tight, tight, tight
Hold on to her, tight, tight, tight
Hold on to her tight, baby Ethel
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