She Was a Doorman (Trilogy, Vol. 1. 2016)

Текст песни Ana Popovic - She Was a Doorman (Trilogy, Vol. 1. 2016)

[Verse 1]
These empty streets on fourth of July fireworks in flame
Putting traps on stage I won’t walls and rain
Business in the front party in the back
Corn Dogs for dinner I stare you for the age

[Chorus]
She was a doorman or a soundman in a microwave
She was a she man she man just taking care of the band

[Verse 2]
That wasn’t the only lie stonewash jeans and overalls
Regulars at the bar summer side in the back
Honkey tonk shine back L.A font
She says warm beer straight from her truck

[Chorus]
She was a doorman or a soundman in a microwave
She was a she man she man just taking care of the band
She was a doorman or a soundman in a microwave
She was a she man she man just taking care of the band

[Verse 3]
Might chunky miles popping catch it on the fly
Duct tape on everything barely getting by
She got cash in her bra she loves it on her skin
She’ll be right here tomorrow night to do it all again
[Chorus]
She was a doorman or a soundman in a microwave
She was a she man she man just taking care of the band
She was a doorman or a soundman in a microwave
She was a she man she man just taking care of the band