Down With WebsterStaring At The Sun

Ohhh She's got you on the run now Lose the smoke and gun boy Look at what you've done Stop staring at the sun She's got you on the run now Lose the smoke and gun boy Look at what you've done Stop staring at the sun The sun, stop staring at the sun The sun, the sun, stop staring at the, Staring at the sun Ohhh, you better keep your head down low Whoa You got me staring at you I wanna do what you do I wanna go where you go I wanna fly where you flew I wanna know what you know I wanna know your name You're the fortune You're the fame You're the fire You're the flame I'm a fish in the barrel You got the shotgun Been so cool, I want the hot sun To beat down on me, the heat so long I hear a 'woo woo' but, uh, can't run The reason I want that fancy car The only reason that I'm at the bar The reason I hear a song that I hate And all of a sudden I'm dancing hard She's got you on the run now Lose the smoke and gun boy Look at what you've done Stop staring at the sun She's got you on the run now Lose the smoke and gun boy Look at what you've done Stop staring at the sun The sun, stop staring at the sun The sun, the sun, stop staring at the, Staring at the sun Ohhh, you better keep your head down low Whoa You're everything that I want You're everything that I need I like the way that you shine I want you shining with me But every time I get close You keep on burning my wings But it doesn't mean a thing You're my pleasure You're my pain And I keep looking even though it burns My whole world revolves around her She goes off like a revolver She got me wrapped around her trigger finger Shot to the heart and it's her to blame Those shots at the bar, you forgot the name If you get in the fire, you get the flames I keep on sayin' one thing You want the house on the hills You ain't got time for the bills You got the girl of your dreams You think she's finally real so no She's too hot, could you see her in your future? She's got a man and your a damn common future Your dumb mind ain't seeing like you used to Life is what you choose, but I guess it's what you're used to Oh oh, you better keep your head down low She's got you on the run now Lose the smoke and gun boy Look at what you've done Stop staring at the sun She's got you on the run now Lose the smoke and gun boy Look at what you've done Stop staring at the sun The sun, stop staring at the sun The sun, the sun, stop staring at the, Staring at the sun Ohhh, you better keep your head down low Whoa
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