Backyard Babies – 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 Im looking for Gotta feed my head now, ones for all With two scary Bloody Marys and a Thunderball, baby Its gonna be alright now, baby Its gonna be alright, Im doing fine I said one, two, three and a little bit more Oh, my God, I cant, cant find the door I cant find the door I cant find the door I cant find the door I cant stand straight But I can think right With my Frisco San Fransisco Im still growing up Mature all the way to the Lucifer cup, baby Its gonna be alright now, baby Its gonna be alright, Im doing fine I said one, two, three and a little bit more Oh, my God, I cant, cant find the door I cant find the door I cant find the door I cant find the door I aint want no Soda And no female Ginger Ale 'Cause I need special treatment so I can go home Maybe Ill make it to the five o clock loan, man Its gonna be alright now, baby Its gonna be alright, Im doing fine I said one, two, three and a little bit more Oh, my God, I cant, cant find the door I cant find the door I cant 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 Wheres the door? Wait a minute honey Oh, my God, yeah Explain Request ×

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