Boat - Beast for Hire lyrics

rate me

Pants, lie on the floor

My girlfriend, she walks through the door

I'm not a good listener

My ears close at the sound of the door

Swingin' shut

Why don't you put your new shirt on?

We'll go out, and drive around and around

I'm a beast for hire

I don't feel smart

No, I don't feel smart anymore

I'm a beast

In a middle school choir

I don't sing straight

No, I don't even try anymore

La la laaaa, la la la la la

La la laaaa, lalalaaaa la la laaaa!