Gone (Abebe Bikila) Songtext
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Gone (Abebe Bikila) Songtext
Go- Go - Gone off the goose
Gone off tequila
Abebe Bikila, I lost both my shoes
Talked with my dudes, they say I can′t read her
Say I don't need her, but nobody do
Gone off the goose, Abebe Bikila
Gone off tequila, I lost both my shoes
Talked with my dudes, they say I don′t need her
Say I can't read her, but nobody do
Gone off the —
— Uh
Whole song feelin' like an ad-lib
So gone niggas off the atlas, yuh
Blacked out spinnin′ off his axis
Attendants keep giving me Tullamore Dew
Wakin′ up drunk in a pool
Lookin' for something to prove
Hope I don′t crash
Random bitch sharin' her stash
Louisville Slugger to match like —
Girl, think fast!
I can′t tell you how it happened...
NO!
I caught feelings out in Africa
Old hoes runnin' out of traction
Can′t remember where I put my Adidas...
Notes off-key
Shoulda never let her build her hopes off me
But it's no white flag
Think I could still get her back...
Wait, can you help find my glass?
Bitch, I'm gone off the GOOSE!"
Gone off tequila
Abebe Bikila, I lost both my shoes
Talked with my dudes, they say I can′t read her
Say I don′t need her, but nobody do
Gone off the goose, Abebe Bikila
Gone off tequila, I lost both my shoes
Talked with my dudes, they say I don't need her
Say I can′t read her, but nobody do
Gone off the —
Darlin' I′m faded, spinnin' in circles
I don′t know where you are
Talk to your friends, I've been askin' bout you
Girl I′mma fall apart
Darlin′ I'm faded, spinnin′ in circles
I don't know where you are
Talk to your friends, I′ve been askin' bout you
Girl I′mma fall apart
Darlin' I'm faded, spinnin′ in circles
I don′t know where you are
Talk to your friends, I've been askin′ bout you
Girl I'mma fall apart
Gone off tequila
Abebe Bikila, I lost both my shoes
Talked with my dudes, they say I can′t read her
Say I don't need her, but nobody do
Gone off the goose, Abebe Bikila
Gone off tequila, I lost both my shoes
Talked with my dudes, they say I don′t need her
Say I can't read her, but nobody do
Gone off the —
— Uh
Whole song feelin' like an ad-lib
So gone niggas off the atlas, yuh
Blacked out spinnin′ off his axis
Attendants keep giving me Tullamore Dew
Wakin′ up drunk in a pool
Lookin' for something to prove
Hope I don′t crash
Random bitch sharin' her stash
Louisville Slugger to match like —
Girl, think fast!
I can′t tell you how it happened...
NO!
I caught feelings out in Africa
Old hoes runnin' out of traction
Can′t remember where I put my Adidas...
Notes off-key
Shoulda never let her build her hopes off me
But it's no white flag
Think I could still get her back...
Wait, can you help find my glass?
Bitch, I'm gone off the GOOSE!"
Gone off tequila
Abebe Bikila, I lost both my shoes
Talked with my dudes, they say I can′t read her
Say I don′t need her, but nobody do
Gone off the goose, Abebe Bikila
Gone off tequila, I lost both my shoes
Talked with my dudes, they say I don't need her
Say I can′t read her, but nobody do
Gone off the —
Darlin' I′m faded, spinnin' in circles
I don′t know where you are
Talk to your friends, I've been askin' bout you
Girl I′mma fall apart
Darlin′ I'm faded, spinnin′ in circles
I don't know where you are
Talk to your friends, I′ve been askin' bout you
Girl I′mma fall apart
Darlin' I'm faded, spinnin′ in circles
I don′t know where you are
Talk to your friends, I've been askin′ bout you
Girl I'mma fall apart
Writer(s): Jake Abts, Danny Mckinnon, Baird Acheson, Nduka Nwosu, Gabriel Acheson, Michael Brun, Amain Berhane Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com