Backyard Babies - Can't Find The Door Lyrics
Excuse meI need a little more moneyJust a drink to scoreBut I can tell you honeyI need a hundred moreI gotta give myselfWhat Im looking forGotta feed my head now, ones for allWith two scary Bloody Marys and a Thunderball, babyIts gonna be alright now, babyIts gonna be alright, Im doing fineI said one, two, three and a little bit moreOh, my God, I cant, cant find the doorI cant find the doorI cant find the doorI cant find the doorI cant stand straightBut I can think rightWith my Frisco San Fransisco Im still growing upMature all the way to the Lucifer cup, babyIts gonna be alright now, babyIts gonna be alright, Im doing fineI said one, two, three and a little bit moreOh, my God, I cant, cant find the doorI cant find the doorI cant find the doorI cant find the doorI aint want no SodaAnd no female Ginger Ale`Cause I need special treatment so I can go homeMaybe Ill make it to the five o clock loan, manIts gonna be alright now, babyIts gonna be alright, Im doing fineI said one, two, three and a little bit moreOh, my God, I cant, cant find the doorI cant find the doorI cant find the doorI said one, two, three and a little bit moreOh, my Godone, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nineWheres the door?Wait a minute honeyOh, my God, yeah
