4 AM he wakes up early in the morning hour
Looking for a golden shower
Midnight's friends have gone
Just one phone call takes care of any needs he has
Drooling over sleazy ads
She'll arrive at dawn
Seeping from the open sores, your soul
Creeping out behind closed doors, they'll know
Dawn Lifts the veil of night to show you more
Staring through reflected eyes, the whore
Tearing up the juke joint, muffin man is on the trail
Her probing digit painted nails
Spit guzzling my glue gun
Sweaty summer fingers wet in the cookie jar
Dry humping on the hood of a car
Donkey punch and run
Seeping from the open sores, your soul
Creeping out behind closed doors, they'll know
Dawn Lifts the veil of night to show you more
Staring through reflected eyes, the whore
Triple C's, the eight ball, peering through the prison bars
Smelling breezes near and far
Blondie's vocal chords
Coming from beyond a stone's throw through the window pane
I wish I didn't know your name
Lamb skin stayin' on
Seeping from the open sores, your soul
Creeping out behind closed doors, they'll know
Dawn Lifts the veil of night to show you more
Staring through reflected eyes, the whore
Grey Melon Chitlin - Midnight's Friends Lyrics
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4 AM he wakes up early in the morning hour
Looking for a golden shower
Midnight's friends have gone
Just one phone call takes care of any needs he has
Drooling over sleazy ads
She'll arrive at dawn
Seeping from the open sores, your soul
Creeping out behind closed doors, they'll know
Dawn Lifts the veil of night to show you more
Staring through reflected eyes, the whore
Tearing up the juke joint, muffin man is on the trail
Her probing digit painted nails
Spit guzzling my glue gun
Sweaty summer fingers wet in the cookie jar
Dry humping on the hood of a car
Donkey punch and run
Seeping from the open sores, your soul
Creeping out behind closed doors, they'll know
Dawn Lifts the veil of night to show you more
Staring through reflected eyes, the whore
Triple C's, the eight ball, peering through the prison bars
Smelling breezes near and far
Blondie's vocal chords
Coming from beyond a stone's throw through the window pane
I wish I didn't know your name
Lamb skin stayin' on
Seeping from the open sores, your soul
Creeping out behind closed doors, they'll know
Dawn Lifts the veil of night to show you more
Staring through reflected eyes, the whore
Looking for a golden shower
Midnight's friends have gone
Just one phone call takes care of any needs he has
Drooling over sleazy ads
She'll arrive at dawn
Seeping from the open sores, your soul
Creeping out behind closed doors, they'll know
Dawn Lifts the veil of night to show you more
Staring through reflected eyes, the whore
Tearing up the juke joint, muffin man is on the trail
Her probing digit painted nails
Spit guzzling my glue gun
Sweaty summer fingers wet in the cookie jar
Dry humping on the hood of a car
Donkey punch and run
Seeping from the open sores, your soul
Creeping out behind closed doors, they'll know
Dawn Lifts the veil of night to show you more
Staring through reflected eyes, the whore
Triple C's, the eight ball, peering through the prison bars
Smelling breezes near and far
Blondie's vocal chords
Coming from beyond a stone's throw through the window pane
I wish I didn't know your name
Lamb skin stayin' on
Seeping from the open sores, your soul
Creeping out behind closed doors, they'll know
Dawn Lifts the veil of night to show you more
Staring through reflected eyes, the whore
Writer: Megan Kelly, Quinn Hale, Ray Alberico, Scott Littler
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: Grey Melon Chitlin
Language: English
Length: 3:01
Written by: Megan Kelly, Quinn Hale, Ray Alberico, Scott Littler