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Living Room Floor letra


Woke up nearly six o' clock
It was our last day in Vermont
One of us was still missing

Staying at tommy's place
Doing nothing but playing for no pay
And anybody who wanted to listen

Tommy had a buddy had turned 21
At midnight, just a couple hours before
And I look to my left, seen him wake up laughing
On a blanket, on some bullshit
All alone on the living room floor
On the living room floor

And I keep a portrait in my pocket
Of myself the year I got stung by that silly man
(Woah, oh, woah, oh)
You could see the fire in my eyes
When he fired off to no surprise, he didn’t come to give a damn
(Woah, oh, woah, oh)

And the bottle of merlot fell over
When he got up to go and finally slammed the door
Wait, what have we got left?
Seen it come up easy, blood and baking soda
Scrubbing on the rug on the living room floor
On the living room floor, on the living room floor, mmm

And I am in my own lane, I will not let myself down
I am in my own place, I am my own house
And I am in my own lane, I will not let myself down
I am in my own place, I am my own house

I am in my own lane, I will not let myself down
And sing it, I am in my own place, I am my own house
And I am in my own lane, I will not let myself down
I am in my own place, I am my own house
Yes, indeed I am

And when my old man come to visit
He said: Is it ever tough to look back?
Does it get too loud?
Woah, ah

Do you ever wish you could have done them things you never done?
Are you sentimental, mama?
Are you proud?
Woah, oh

And you didn't have to order out for me
I know it’s something that you can’t afford
Have you got any left?
Tell him: Babe, I made this with my own hands
Ain't it something sitting cross-legged
‘Cause we haven’t got a table yet, oh, oh
Saving up, gonna get a few chairs, get a whole set
And I got my bed and my closet and a living room floor
Woah, I got a living room floor

And I got it deep down in my soul

Sammy Rae - Letras

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