Lyrics
Straight-away the jet plane waits
As you turn around to head for home
Leave me standing at the gate
I know you know I hate to be alone
But I've got too much on my mind
To let this all come crashing down
Baby, if you've got the time
I think we need another round
I don't know why I do the things I do
Sleeping, smokin', tokin' - Thinking about you
Maybe I could put down all these dirty thoughts in my mind
Babe, I'm coming home and I'm bringing a bottle of your favorite wine
Waking up in the wrong bed
I got Jose hammers poundin' in my head
Where am I, and who are you, and
What the fuck did you and I do?
Cause I've got too much on my mind
To let this all come crashing down
Baby, if you've got the time
I think I need another round
I don't know why I do the things I do
Sleeping, smokin', tokin' - Thinking about you
Maybe I could put down all these dirty thoughts in my mind
Babe, I'm coming home and I'm bringing a bottle of your favorite wine
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