Peter Wolf Crier - Monight Lyrics

I got a rad little pony
She makes me wanna smile
And she makes me wanna stay inside
Just to curl up to her
Loosen up more each day that I'm older

'Cause nothin's so cool to be insane about shit

That you know
Went out on a Saturday night
The ground was shakin'

Found a hold on a tight ass
And rounded up some drinks
The numbers got out of control
Oh man, we were a mess
Said if anyone wants to break their arm
They can stare or just talk shit from their car
And when you are gone
I'd shrink from it

I deflate and I fall apart
I'm so glad you're mine

That you're mine

The day that my ship comes in
I'll swear my heart to it

I won't find another bottle

To break on any man's stern

Thought I was the dream
The steal of the century, the cream of the crop
Thought that I could be like a replacement Beatle
But Ringo's alive

Now I watch what I eat and put my grind to it
'Cause my heart can't hold out for much longer

I sing this for you