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Shorty Video (MV)




Performed By: Baby Boys
Length: 4:05
Written by: Caleb Hinz, Jake Luppen, Nathan Stocker




Baby Boys - Shorty Lyrics




Don't start it, fully red boned
Outsmarted by the dog
Who f*cked up? roll the tape back
Goddamn, cut it out, i'm a sucker

Took the trash out for the wrong side
Flipped a u-turn, it's been a while
Since i backed that, pushed it off track
Run the tape back, it's been a while

Very cool man, i'm about that
So nice, play it twice, pinch your nose
You're forty, i'm a shorty
Stole your phone it was fun and i'm not sorry

Blue bonnet muff mommy, stolen headphones like i care but i don't

Man down you better watch out, i can't wait till he kicks the can

Pack rat playing with the smack

He be a warrior
For communal sailing
Pickin' blue berries
Always pailing
But sal died
And took paradise with him
It wasn't actually, really
It was more of a goal or future
High time to pour into otherness
The lossness of self
Like saying yes was all he needed
And wanted
And felt of
With the wastebin filling up
Aorta-like and organ piped
In the autumn side streets
Just past the house that you live in now
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Don't start it, fully red boned
Outsmarted by the dog
Who f*cked up? roll the tape back
Goddamn, cut it out, i'm a sucker

Took the trash out for the wrong side
Flipped a u-turn, it's been a while
Since i backed that, pushed it off track
Run the tape back, it's been a while

Very cool man, i'm about that
So nice, play it twice, pinch your nose
You're forty, i'm a shorty
Stole your phone it was fun and i'm not sorry

Blue bonnet muff mommy, stolen headphones like i care but i don't

Man down you better watch out, i can't wait till he kicks the can

Pack rat playing with the smack

He be a warrior
For communal sailing
Pickin' blue berries
Always pailing
But sal died
And took paradise with him
It wasn't actually, really
It was more of a goal or future
High time to pour into otherness
The lossness of self
Like saying yes was all he needed
And wanted
And felt of
With the wastebin filling up
Aorta-like and organ piped
In the autumn side streets
Just past the house that you live in now
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Writer: Caleb Hinz, Jake Luppen, Nathan Stocker
Copyright: Lyrics © Hipgnosis Songs Group

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