More songs by mustbejohn
Description
Producer: Evil Genius
Composer: Evil Genius
Lyricist, Composer: John Paul Mccartney Barrena
Lyrics and translation
Original
If the drugs don't work, you can come on home.
If the drugs don't work, you can call my phone. Yeah, ay, yeah. I kinda like who I'm looking at, talking to.
She's on her fifth trip coming in at Waterloo.
She's a misfit, nothing like I once knew. Make a gray day, gray day blue.
Said she never gave a damn till the dams kept coming.
Her fella's in a band, got this tune that she won't stop humming.
I think it kinda goes, uh, wait, wait, let me get the words right.
If the drugs don't work, you can come on home.
If the drugs don't work, you can call my phone.
And we can just glide, glide all night.
If the drugs don't work,
I'll be keeping you high.
I kinda like when I'm looking back, think of her.
She's a runaway, life's been a big blur. Never made a penny that she didn't spend here.
Used to give me looks I remember so clear. Said she never had the time till the time came.
Told her, "When it does, baby, don't forget my name.
" She just shrugged as she walked past, and left me with a tune that she sung last. If the drugs don't work, you can come on home.
If the drugs don't work, you can call my phone.
And we can just glide, glide all night.
If the drugs don't work,
I'll be keeping you high.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Drugs don't, baby, drugs don't. Drugs don't, baby, drugs don't.
The drugs don't, baby, drugs don't.