Johnny Foreigner - (Don't) Throw Us Your Slang lyrics
Johnny Foreigner [Alexei Berrow, Kelly Southern, Junior Elvis Washington Laidley, Lewes Herriot]
[Johnny Foreigner - Don't Throw Us Your Slang lyrics]
O sleep should comes easy after seven
Shots of someone else's whiskey
And such expended energy we've been wasted
We've been wasted lately
And it's not like he's jealous
But he so knows
He's just printing up posters
And working these shows
And all these bands keep passing through
He knows how they think and
How they think about you
We keep our plans in our heads
We keep our maps to our chests
We caught fire, but fire burns bridges best
I lost myself for you, I lost out
But every leaving means heading somewhere new
It can't be gloomy planets forever
Or American Trilogy on repeat in
A hostel north of nowhere
I guess he hopes you'll stay but he'll
Wait to see how Salzburg sways
And if you're keeping the flat to come back
You should tell him what you
Said could make boyfriend yet
(Every leaving means heading somewhere new)
So here's to you and him
The fairytale town and the free bar
The absinthe
The whiskey shots and the sloe gin
Here's to giving in
Shots of someone else's whiskey
And such expended energy we've been wasted
We've been wasted lately
And it's not like he's jealous
But he so knows
He's just printing up posters
And working these shows
And all these bands keep passing through
He knows how they think and
How they think about you
We keep our plans in our heads
We keep our maps to our chests
We caught fire, but fire burns bridges best
I lost myself for you, I lost out
But every leaving means heading somewhere new
It can't be gloomy planets forever
Or American Trilogy on repeat in
A hostel north of nowhere
I guess he hopes you'll stay but he'll
Wait to see how Salzburg sways
And if you're keeping the flat to come back
You should tell him what you
Said could make boyfriend yet
(Every leaving means heading somewhere new)
So here's to you and him
The fairytale town and the free bar
The absinthe
The whiskey shots and the sloe gin
Here's to giving in