Welles Lyrics
waiting on some money and a new pair of boots
I'm sick and tired wondrin' 'round wondrin' what I should do
I gotta move move move, right on
I try to not look closely in the mirror
cause I know who's lookin' back and he's clearly undone
I gotta move move move, right on
in the morning I do my thing
in the evening I do my thing
never wonder if I'm doing the right thing
I move move move, right on
thinking 'bout that time I had that knife in my hand
and I may've known better, but I'm fighting the man
and I'm waiting on some babe from the nightlife scene
she's got 7 dollars on hers we ain't much to see
we're gonna move move move right on
I told you I was massive in the kitchen sink
you lit a cigarette and asked me what the hell does that mean
gotta move move move right on
