Bowling Alley

Audrey Hobert

Composición de: Audrey Hobert
So it went like this
I finished work and I drove home pissed
Oh God, what's worse than when your shit's all twisted?
Everything's off (uh)
So I hit the joint and now I'm feeling better
And I strip down south 'cause I'm the naked neighbor
It's a choice or am I cursed?
It's a toss-up

Sometimes I get on my knees
Pray to God, the birds and the bees
I do it in a crisis, it's a crisis nightly now
Then through my nightgown there's a breeze
And out the window, through the trees
I see it and it's striking
It's a bowling alley party I forgot about

But I got my creams on and my gown on
And I don't think anyone cares if I go or not
So wrong to think everyone loves me?
But doesn't need to be around me all the time
(Oh, oh, oh)
But I'll be honest
Yeah, the bowling alley kinda sounds nice
(Oh, oh, oh)
And I'm invited, so I'll go there tonight

So I get up fast, I hate to keep 'em waiting
Party's not fun yet 'cause I'm too busy praying
God, I'm so happy to be rushing off, off, uh
So I walk in hot, oh great, nobody noticed
Till I hit that strike, then everybody noticed me (uh-huh)
Everybody loves a winner
Who's gonna tell them I'm a lucky beginner?

Sometimes I get on my knees
Pray to God, the birds and the bees
I do it in a crisis, it's a crisis nightly now
And from the front door comes a breeze
And out the window through the trees
I see it and it's frightening
It's a candle in my room, forgot to blow it out

But I got my jeans on and my crown on
And the whole place totally cares if I go or not
So wrong to think everyone loves me?
And they need to be around me all the time
(Oh, oh, oh)
But I'll be honest
Yeah, the nightgown kinda sounds nice
(Oh, oh, oh)
I take the trophy and I Irish goodbye
(Oh, oh, oh)

Ooh, ooh, ooh (say it ain't so, I love to go home)
Ooh, ooh, ooh (say it ain't so, I love to go)

'Cause I got my creams on and my gown on
And I don't think anyone cares if I'm home or not
So wrong to think everyone loves me?
It doesn't need to be about me all the time
(Oh, oh, oh)
But I'll be honest
Yeah, the bowling alley kinda felt nice
(Oh, oh, oh)
I turn the light on and I stare at the prize
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