Sorry, mama
there are times I get carried the word
please don't worry
next time I'm home still be the same
And I know it's no fun
when your first son
gets up to no good
stop freaking out the neighborhood
Really, I'm fine
never been better, got no job on the line
sincerely, don't worry
same old boy that you owe to you in front
And I know it's no fun
when your first son
gets up no good
stop freaking out the neighborhood
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| Mac Demarco - 2 Album Lyrics | |
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| 1. | Cooking Up Something Good |
| 2. | Dreaming |
| 3. | Freaking Out The Neighborhood |
| 4. | Annie |
| 5. | Ode To Viceroy |
| 6. | Robson Girl |
| 7. | The Stars Keep On Calling |
| 8. | My Kind Of Woman |
| 9. | Boe Zaah |
| 10. | Sherrill |
| 11. | Still Together |
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| 1 | Still Together |
| 2 | Sherrill |
| 3 | Boe Zaah |
| 4 | My Kind Of Woman |
| 5 | The Stars Keep On Calling |
| 6 | Robson Girl |
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