Boot Licker Songtext
von How to Loot Brazil
Boot Licker Songtext
Wanna stay up late til my eyes go dim
Gonna stay at home outta trouble
Wanna spend the night with booze and tapes
Make a mess won′t clean up the rubble
Gonna spend this night for the meaning of life
Though life ain't my strong suit
I rather watch the wall paint slowly dry
Than spend another thought on you
Feels so good, I won′t see you no near to my legs
Any longer, any longer
Makes me smile, I won't see you no near to my head
Any longer, any longer
Well, some are picking teeth, others are licking boots
Guess some might as well go downtown, too
Spoiled brat, forever, white trash, whatever
Fatty, low class, it don't matter, any longer
Gonna stay up late to express myself
Need to know, my throat′s always dry
Get a six hour sleep, make a beat, clean up
Walk the dog on a field nearby
I drink carefully cause health and stuff is serious
I don′t care to be one of your sell-sword idiots
Feels so good, I won't see you no near to my legs
Any longer, any longer
Makes me smile, I won′t see you no near to my head
Any longer, any longer
Well, some are picking teeth, others are licking boots
Guess some might as well go downtown, too
Spoiled brat, forever, white trash, whatever
Fatty, low class, it don't matter, any longer
Feels so good, makes me smile
Feels so good, makes me smile
Feels so good, I won′t see you no near to my legs
Makes me smile, I won't see you no near to my head
Feels so good, I won′t see you no near to my legs
Any longer, any longer
Makes me smile, I won't see you no near to my head
Any longer, any longer
Well, some are picking teeth, others are licking boots
Guess some might as well go downtown, too
Spoiled brat, forever, white trash, whatever
Fatty, low class, it don't matter, any longer
Gonna stay at home outta trouble
Wanna spend the night with booze and tapes
Make a mess won′t clean up the rubble
Gonna spend this night for the meaning of life
Though life ain't my strong suit
I rather watch the wall paint slowly dry
Than spend another thought on you
Feels so good, I won′t see you no near to my legs
Any longer, any longer
Makes me smile, I won't see you no near to my head
Any longer, any longer
Well, some are picking teeth, others are licking boots
Guess some might as well go downtown, too
Spoiled brat, forever, white trash, whatever
Fatty, low class, it don't matter, any longer
Gonna stay up late to express myself
Need to know, my throat′s always dry
Get a six hour sleep, make a beat, clean up
Walk the dog on a field nearby
I drink carefully cause health and stuff is serious
I don′t care to be one of your sell-sword idiots
Feels so good, I won't see you no near to my legs
Any longer, any longer
Makes me smile, I won′t see you no near to my head
Any longer, any longer
Well, some are picking teeth, others are licking boots
Guess some might as well go downtown, too
Spoiled brat, forever, white trash, whatever
Fatty, low class, it don't matter, any longer
Feels so good, makes me smile
Feels so good, makes me smile
Feels so good, I won′t see you no near to my legs
Makes me smile, I won't see you no near to my head
Feels so good, I won′t see you no near to my legs
Any longer, any longer
Makes me smile, I won't see you no near to my head
Any longer, any longer
Well, some are picking teeth, others are licking boots
Guess some might as well go downtown, too
Spoiled brat, forever, white trash, whatever
Fatty, low class, it don't matter, any longer
Writer(s): Maik Timmermann, Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com