Hoochie
You don't wanna go outside, nothing ever hit you like my motorbike
I got you in the shins and I broke your stride
It's cute that you cried
I don't wanna catch my breath
I only feel alive when you're round my neck
I whispered that I hated all your hoochie friends, they were nothing like me
And if I was you, I would probably love me too
You know it smells like sweet perfume in the back of my van
And if she was cool, she would probably dig me too
You're gonna have to marry her in June
I guess that you'll lose
I only have to second guess, maybe she's like me but in a better dress
You'll probably have an ever-growing line of pets that you can't touch
I saw you bought another bass, I thought I told you that it was a waste of space
I know your gonna start another shit hot band and make me laugh
Autor(es): Rob Homes, Lauran Hibberd, Jim Homes
