Lyrics to Junebug!
Yeah
Grind my teeth, bite my tongue
Throwing up cinnamon gum
Parking lots, swimming pools
She's so hot, I want to drool
Puff and pass, make it last
Hold it in, my lungs collapse
Plastic cups, party fowls
Sticky floors and cotton mouth
'Cause it's all bullshit anyways, I haven't watched the news in days
We aren't who our parents raised, but we can be that any day
Getting stuck in our own ways, amphetamines into our brains
Talking shit like hypocrites, can you never go away?
Junebug, I can think 'bout you all day
Sunburn freckles peppered on your face
Junebug, Junebug
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Tangerines, Tennessee heat
Daisy dukes and leather seats
I'm twenty-three in Idaho
Fuck, I think the bouncer knows
Mary Jane, she's the best
Floor would love to meet her dress
Scrape my knees, strawberries
Kiss it better, pretty please
'Cause it's all bullshit anyways, I haven't watched the news in days
We aren't who our parents raised, but we can be that any day
Getting stuck in our own ways, amphetamines into our brains
Stomach turns and I'm feeling sick, oh my God, I think I caught the
Junebug, I can think 'bout you all day
Sunburn freckles peppered on your face
Junebug, Junebug
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Grind my teeth, bite my tongue
Throwing up cinnamon gum
Parking lots, swimming pools
She's so hot, I want to drool
Puff and pass, make it last
Hold it in, my lungs collapse
Plastic cups, party fowls
Sticky floors and cotton mouth
'Cause it's all bullshit anyways, I haven't watched the news in days
We aren't who our parents raised, but we can be that any day
Getting stuck in our own ways, amphetamines into our brains
Talking shit like hypocrites, can you never go away?
Junebug, I can think 'bout you all day
Sunburn freckles peppered on your face
Junebug, Junebug
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Tangerines, Tennessee heat
Daisy dukes and leather seats
I'm twenty-three in Idaho
Fuck, I think the bouncer knows
Mary Jane, she's the best
Floor would love to meet her dress
Scrape my knees, strawberries
Kiss it better, pretty please
'Cause it's all bullshit anyways, I haven't watched the news in days
We aren't who our parents raised, but we can be that any day
Getting stuck in our own ways, amphetamines into our brains
Stomach turns and I'm feeling sick, oh my God, I think I caught the
Junebug, I can think 'bout you all day
Sunburn freckles peppered on your face
Junebug, Junebug
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
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