Pasadena (Sprint’s live on the Riverfront – 2018) Songtext
von Kenny Mehler
Pasadena (Sprint’s live on the Riverfront – 2018) Songtext
I woke up with my hair combed
My shoes on
A little bit dizzy from the café Patron
I′m pretty sure I slept alone
I've got my car parked
On the front lawn
The engine′s still running with the headlights on
How the hell did I make it home
I lost my margarita
Somewhere in LA or Pasadena
Must have been that sun–tanned senorita
You know girl, I'm so damn glad to me ya
But I know that you heard that before
You got me thinking about my first thought about last night
You were looking so fine with them jeans skin-tight
I couldn't wait to get you home
So now I′m knocking on your front door
My back′s sore
From sleeping all night on the bathroom floor
At least I didn't drink alone
I lost my margarita
Somewhere in LA or Pasadena
Blame it on that truck stop Mona Lisa
What′s your name pretty girl I'm glad to meet ya
Now I know that you heard that before
Can′t remember where I've been
My good friends Jack and Jim
You know the Captain brought the rum
Empty bottles on the floor
Like I robbed the liquor store
That better not be the sun
Not again
I lost my margarita
Somewhere in LA or Pasadena
Must of been that Spanish senorita
What′s your name little girl
I'm glad to meet ya
But I know that ya heard that before
I'm pretty sure that ya heard that before
Cause I know you heard that before
I′m pretty sure that ya heard that before
Cause I know you heard that before
I know you heard that before
My shoes on
A little bit dizzy from the café Patron
I′m pretty sure I slept alone
I've got my car parked
On the front lawn
The engine′s still running with the headlights on
How the hell did I make it home
I lost my margarita
Somewhere in LA or Pasadena
Must have been that sun–tanned senorita
You know girl, I'm so damn glad to me ya
But I know that you heard that before
You got me thinking about my first thought about last night
You were looking so fine with them jeans skin-tight
I couldn't wait to get you home
So now I′m knocking on your front door
My back′s sore
From sleeping all night on the bathroom floor
At least I didn't drink alone
I lost my margarita
Somewhere in LA or Pasadena
Blame it on that truck stop Mona Lisa
What′s your name pretty girl I'm glad to meet ya
Now I know that you heard that before
Can′t remember where I've been
My good friends Jack and Jim
You know the Captain brought the rum
Empty bottles on the floor
Like I robbed the liquor store
That better not be the sun
Not again
I lost my margarita
Somewhere in LA or Pasadena
Must of been that Spanish senorita
What′s your name little girl
I'm glad to meet ya
But I know that ya heard that before
I'm pretty sure that ya heard that before
Cause I know you heard that before
I′m pretty sure that ya heard that before
Cause I know you heard that before
I know you heard that before
Writer(s): Kenneth Mehler Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com