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Earth Is for Aliens - Brad Pitt Lyrics



Earth Is for Aliens - Brad Pitt Lyrics
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Gotta make some dinner
Yeah you like it?
Go figure
My dad taught me well
My dad taught me well
My dad taught me well
Invite your friends on over
I don't need no closure
My girl taught me well
My girl taught me well
My girl taught me well
Yeah that's the only way
They know how to do it
That's the only way that you get it moving
That's the only way that you gotta get it up gotta get it up get it get it get it get it
Women don't like to take the stairs
They just wait around until somebody cares
Enough to call the elevator call the elevator call the elevator
Yeah that's the only way
They know how to do it
Told they got more worth than a city moving
My only worth is to keep it grooving
I taught myself well
Soulmates aren't found they're chained
I'm playing a lonely game
I'll go straight to hell
I'll go straight to hell
I'll go straight to hell
You wanna find love?
Go figure
Ill settle for an easy minute
Then im out your life
Then im out your life
Then im out your life
In my head im a little bitter
You could've guessed go figure
It ain't worth the fight
It ain't worth the fight
It ain't worth the fight
Heart smashed into pieces
Yeah im the real hood jesus
That ass taught me well
That ass taught me well
That ass taught me well
You think this shit is new
Go figure
Wanna make some size out your Brad Pitt figure
There ain't much to tell
There ain't much to tell
There ain't much to tell
Heart smashed into pieces
Yeah im the real hood jesus
That ass taught me well
That ass taught me well
That ass taught me well
You think this shit is new
Go figure
Wanna make some size out your Brad Pitt figure
There ain't much to tell
There ain't much to tell
There ain't much to tell
Yeah i still keep it grooving
You go and get her
Think that you got trust
That's a lonely minute
You're going straight to hell
You're going straight to hell
You're going straight to hell
Wait for her to ask for your f*cking number
And don't be calling her when your shit is under
You ain't got shit to tell
You ain't got shit to tell
You ain't got shit to tell
I be floating through
Its another blunder
I only give a f*ck about my grandmother
Yeah she got shit to tell
Yeah she got shit to tell
Yeah she got shit to tell
Didn't they tell you shit bout the sausage slayed
Women get tomatoes and lemonade
That shit that
Sparkles well
Sparkles well
Sparkles well
Heart smashed into pieces
Yeah im the real hood jesus
That ass taught me well
That ass taught me well
That ass taught me well
You think this shit is new
Go figure
Wanna make some size out your Brad Pitt figure
There ain't much to tell
There ain't much to tell
There ain't much to tell
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Gotta make some dinner
Yeah you like it?
Go figure
My dad taught me well
My dad taught me well
My dad taught me well
Invite your friends on over
I don't need no closure
My girl taught me well
My girl taught me well
My girl taught me well
Yeah that's the only way
They know how to do it
That's the only way that you get it moving
That's the only way that you gotta get it up gotta get it up get it get it get it get it
Women don't like to take the stairs
They just wait around until somebody cares
Enough to call the elevator call the elevator call the elevator
Yeah that's the only way
They know how to do it
Told they got more worth than a city moving
My only worth is to keep it grooving
I taught myself well
Soulmates aren't found they're chained
I'm playing a lonely game
I'll go straight to hell
I'll go straight to hell
I'll go straight to hell
You wanna find love?
Go figure
Ill settle for an easy minute
Then im out your life
Then im out your life
Then im out your life
In my head im a little bitter
You could've guessed go figure
It ain't worth the fight
It ain't worth the fight
It ain't worth the fight
Heart smashed into pieces
Yeah im the real hood jesus
That ass taught me well
That ass taught me well
That ass taught me well
You think this shit is new
Go figure
Wanna make some size out your Brad Pitt figure
There ain't much to tell
There ain't much to tell
There ain't much to tell
Heart smashed into pieces
Yeah im the real hood jesus
That ass taught me well
That ass taught me well
That ass taught me well
You think this shit is new
Go figure
Wanna make some size out your Brad Pitt figure
There ain't much to tell
There ain't much to tell
There ain't much to tell
Yeah i still keep it grooving
You go and get her
Think that you got trust
That's a lonely minute
You're going straight to hell
You're going straight to hell
You're going straight to hell
Wait for her to ask for your f*cking number
And don't be calling her when your shit is under
You ain't got shit to tell
You ain't got shit to tell
You ain't got shit to tell
I be floating through
Its another blunder
I only give a f*ck about my grandmother
Yeah she got shit to tell
Yeah she got shit to tell
Yeah she got shit to tell
Didn't they tell you shit bout the sausage slayed
Women get tomatoes and lemonade
That shit that
Sparkles well
Sparkles well
Sparkles well
Heart smashed into pieces
Yeah im the real hood jesus
That ass taught me well
That ass taught me well
That ass taught me well
You think this shit is new
Go figure
Wanna make some size out your Brad Pitt figure
There ain't much to tell
There ain't much to tell
There ain't much to tell
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Writer: Conor Reynolds
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Language: English
Length: 3:10
Written by: Conor Reynolds

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