Moonlight

Hobo Johnson

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    If when I think of me and you
    It makes me take a nap at noon
    But if I die before I wake
    I won't mind, I'm yours to take
    It's been that since the day you left
    That lovely little lady said
    I'll call you back in a year, and tell you that I miss you dear

    Oh, you look so pretty in the moonlight (yeah!)
    I could tell from your Twitter page (no!)
    I love the fact that you say you're coming back, ash (oh, yeah!)
    And hate the fact that you said you'd stay (oh no!)
    Well, I wish you would right the songs
    I really loved your poems they just weren't very long
    God damn, is just that hard to think
    Of other things about me that are also really sweet? But

    If when I think of me and you
    It makes me take a nap at noon
    But if I die before I wake
    I won't mind, I'm yours to take
    And if I go to hell then
    I will think of you while in the fire
    And everything will be okay
    Just the thought of you, in these burning flames

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    Close your eyes and take a breath
    It's a lot easier, the drugs I left
    At. My house, I haven't been in years
    I really think there's something wrong
    With all my mirrors
    All my mirrors
    All my mirrors

    I love you like the train loves to roll
    Whenever it stops, all it wants is just to go
    But sometimes when it's going
    All it wants is a break
    Stuck forever on this track
    It's just really scary to face
    You make my mondays feel like fridays
    You make this ruby tuesdays taste like benihanas, oh shit
    And a room in sacramento almost feel like the Bahamas
    And a shitty ass falafel almost taste like enchiladas
    That my grandma used to make, and I haven't tasted in a while
    I'm sure they still taste real good, shit
    She makes the skin around my scarred lips smile
    I think romeo and juliet can do this for a while
    (I think)

    If I think of me and you
    It makes me take a nap at noon
    But if I die, but if I die
    I won't mind, I'm yours to take
    And if I go to hell then
    I will think of you while in the fire
    And everything will be okay
    Just the though of you, these burning flames

    I'd gladly get into arguments for forever if
    Every night I could just sleep a little better
    I'd really love to wake up and just not feel drained
    But there's something rattling inside my brain
    It's really, really weird and I
    I'm pretty out of it
    I'm pretty out of it
    I... I'm pretty out of it
    Now, I'm pretty out of it
    Now, I'm pretty out of it
    I'm pretty out of it

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    Composición: Hobo Johnson, Jordan Moore y Christian James Gates-Bahlhom

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