Nothing seems to turn you on Thinkin’ bout a new lover Riding with your head down I hope you make it home I hope you make it home
Smearing off last night’s lips You’re running from a 2 am kiss He made you think about yourself I hope you make it home I hope you make it home
Smearing off last night’s lips You’re running from a 2 am kiss And nothing seems to turn you on
I hope you make it home I hope you make it home
I can’t keep up with the money That you’re making I can’t keep up with all the drugs you’re takin’ I wish I could, I wish I could I wish I could, I wish I could I can’t keep up with the money that you’re making I can’t keep up with all the drugs you’re takin’ I wish I could, I wish I could Oh, I wish I could, I wish I could