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Testo Florida Blues
Testo Florida Blues
Sun is shining, skies are blue
I got a better view, crawl in the avenue down in Florida
Sun is shining, feels so cool
I'm never calming down, chasing another cloud
Meet me at the western union
Don't give me excuses, bruises
And a burnout phone Cruising driving down the wrong dream
Billboard Jesus and a gun, I don't belong
Tell Hollywood you won
Oh baby, I know I know we won't make it
I know, I know, I know that we're beautiful, beautiful
Like a broken star
Oh baby, I know, I know we gon' make it
You know, you know, you know that we're beautiful, beautiful
Tell me I ain't wrong
Sun is shining, skies are blue
I got a better view, crawl in the avenue down in Florida
Sun is shining, feels so cool
I'm never calming down, chasing another cloud
Got the Florida blues
(How lonely, how lonely)
Got the Florida blues
(How lonely, how lonely)
I got Florida blues, blues
I got
Young thing, sipping on white lightening
Slipping on some tight thing, gold wings
I'm a fucking star
Sleeping on the same floor
Suitcase at the bus stop
Locked out in the rain again
Can't sue the state
But darling I want more
Oh baby, I know, I know we gone make it
You know, you know, you know that we're beautiful, beautiful
Tell me I ain't wrong
One way ticket in my MT
Park in the pure high
Pure high, leave it all behind
Sun is shining, skies are blue
I got a better view, crawl in the avenue down in Florida
Sun is shining feel so cool
I'm never calming down, chasing another cloud
Got the Florida blues
(How lonely, how lonely, how lonely)
Got the Florida blues
(How lonely, how lonely, how loney)
I got Florida blues, blues
I got
Crush it, cut it, crooked
Rook it up
Put it in my mouth
Put it in my mouth, baby, baby
Crush it, cut it, crooked
Rook it up
Put it in my mouth
Put it in my mouth, baby, baby
I got a better view, crawl in the avenue down in Florida
Sun is shining, feels so cool
I'm never calming down, chasing another cloud
Meet me at the western union
Don't give me excuses, bruises
And a burnout phone Cruising driving down the wrong dream
Billboard Jesus and a gun, I don't belong
Tell Hollywood you won
Oh baby, I know I know we won't make it
I know, I know, I know that we're beautiful, beautiful
Like a broken star
Oh baby, I know, I know we gon' make it
You know, you know, you know that we're beautiful, beautiful
Tell me I ain't wrong
Sun is shining, skies are blue
I got a better view, crawl in the avenue down in Florida
Sun is shining, feels so cool
I'm never calming down, chasing another cloud
Got the Florida blues
(How lonely, how lonely)
Got the Florida blues
(How lonely, how lonely)
I got Florida blues, blues
I got
Young thing, sipping on white lightening
Slipping on some tight thing, gold wings
I'm a fucking star
Sleeping on the same floor
Suitcase at the bus stop
Locked out in the rain again
Can't sue the state
But darling I want more
Oh baby, I know, I know we gone make it
You know, you know, you know that we're beautiful, beautiful
Tell me I ain't wrong
One way ticket in my MT
Park in the pure high
Pure high, leave it all behind
Sun is shining, skies are blue
I got a better view, crawl in the avenue down in Florida
Sun is shining feel so cool
I'm never calming down, chasing another cloud
Got the Florida blues
(How lonely, how lonely, how lonely)
Got the Florida blues
(How lonely, how lonely, how loney)
I got Florida blues, blues
I got
Crush it, cut it, crooked
Rook it up
Put it in my mouth
Put it in my mouth, baby, baby
Crush it, cut it, crooked
Rook it up
Put it in my mouth
Put it in my mouth, baby, baby
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