Hey Lover

Dawes

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    Someone plays a solo on a saxophone
    Oh, you've never seen somebody throw their head so slow
    And I see her cringe your lips and drop an ear that way
    Scratch a dog behind its ear and it might do the same

    Hey lover, hey lover
    Hey lover, hey lover

    Blue and white racing stripe pick-up truck
    And when did I decide to grow this beard and gut?
    Well, I may be white but I don't like my people much
    But I want to raise with you and watch our younglings hatch,
    Fucking make the first letters of their first names match

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    Hey lover, hey lover
    Hey lover, hey lover

    Well I'm back into the boring life that I once led
    Stuffing white spread asshole on a sofa bed
    Sometimes I hate myself for trying to be so bold
    But nothing ever seems to get this story told

    Hey lover, hey lover
    Hey lover, hey lover

    I never tell her when she plays a song I never heard
    Because I always learn the music and forget the words
    But I want to ride with her and I wish I sung that well
    Just copy, paste, google search, and send it to myself

    Hey lover, hey lover
    Hey lover, hey lover

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    Composición: Blake Mills

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