Backyard Babies Lyrics

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Can't Find The Door Lyrics

Excuse me

I need a little more money

Just a drink to score

But I can tell you honey

I need a hundred more

I gotta give myself

What Iґm looking for

Gotta feed my head now, oneґs for all

With two scary Bloody Marys and a Thunderball, baby

Itґs gonna be alright now, baby

Itґs gonna be alright, Iґm doing fine

I said one, two, three and a little bit more

Oh, my God, I canґt, canґt find the door

I canґt find the door

I canґt find the door

I canґt find the door

I canґt stand straight

But I can think right

With my Frisco San Fransisco Iґm still growing up

Mature all the way to the Lucifer cup, baby

Itґs gonna be alright now, baby

Itґs gonna be alright, Iґm doing fine

I said one, two, three and a little bit more

Oh, my God, I canґt, canґt find the door

I canґt find the door

I canґt find the door

I canґt find the door

I ainґt want no Soda

And no female Ginger Ale

`Cause I need special treatment so I can go home

Maybe Iґll make it to the five oґ clock loan, man

Itґs gonna be alright now, baby

Itґs gonna be alright, Iґm doing fine

I said one, two, three and a little bit more

Oh, my God, I canґt, canґt find the door

I canґt find the door

I canґt find the door

I said one, two, three and a little bit more

Oh, my God

one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine

Whereґs the door?

Wait a minute honey

Oh, my God, yeah