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Jade Bird - Going Gone Lyrics



Jade Bird - Going Gone Lyrics




You got an addiction, unrealistic mission
Cigarettes and alcohol, you've lost yourself
Telling the same stories, you did all it last week
The bar is closed, darling, please put that bottle down

One, two, three, four
Come on babe, there's the door
Five, six, seven, eight
I'm your girlfriend, not your maid
Seven, eight, nine, ten
If you go down, you won't get up again
Four, three, two, one
He's going, going gone

Sorry, Mr Einstein, it's already past your bedtime
Back to begin talking, get over yourself
Sure you would go very far if you even had a car
But I hate to inform you're still living in your mother's hell

One, two, three, four
Come on babe, there's the door
Five, six, seven, eight
I'm your girlfriend, not your maid
Seven, eight, nine, ten
If you go down, you won't get up again
Four, three, two, one
He's going, going gone
He's going, going gone

Someone gonna taxi you, you're sick in the back seat
Everybody's tryna calm you down
Tell me what you'd do if I wasn't with you
And there was nobody else around
Someone gonna taxi you, you were sick in the back seat
Everybody's tryna calm you down
Tell me what you'd do if I wasn't with you
And there was nobody else around

One, two, three, four
Come on babe, there's the door
Five, six, seven, eight
I'm your girlfriend, not your maid
Seven, eight, nine, ten
If you go down, you won't get up again
Four, three, two, one
He's going, going gone
He's going, going gone
He's going, going gone
He's going, going gone
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You got an addiction, unrealistic mission
Cigarettes and alcohol, you've lost yourself
Telling the same stories, you did all it last week
The bar is closed, darling, please put that bottle down

One, two, three, four
Come on babe, there's the door
Five, six, seven, eight
I'm your girlfriend, not your maid
Seven, eight, nine, ten
If you go down, you won't get up again
Four, three, two, one
He's going, going gone

Sorry, Mr Einstein, it's already past your bedtime
Back to begin talking, get over yourself
Sure you would go very far if you even had a car
But I hate to inform you're still living in your mother's hell

One, two, three, four
Come on babe, there's the door
Five, six, seven, eight
I'm your girlfriend, not your maid
Seven, eight, nine, ten
If you go down, you won't get up again
Four, three, two, one
He's going, going gone
He's going, going gone

Someone gonna taxi you, you're sick in the back seat
Everybody's tryna calm you down
Tell me what you'd do if I wasn't with you
And there was nobody else around
Someone gonna taxi you, you were sick in the back seat
Everybody's tryna calm you down
Tell me what you'd do if I wasn't with you
And there was nobody else around

One, two, three, four
Come on babe, there's the door
Five, six, seven, eight
I'm your girlfriend, not your maid
Seven, eight, nine, ten
If you go down, you won't get up again
Four, three, two, one
He's going, going gone
He's going, going gone
He's going, going gone
He's going, going gone
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Writer: Jade Elizabeth Bird
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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