Hey Lover - Blake Mills

Oh, you never seen somebody throw their head so slow

And I see her cringe her lips and drop her ear that way

Scratch a dog behind its ears and it might do the same

Hey lover, hey lover, hey lover, hey lover

Hey lover, hey lover, hey lover, hey lover

Blue and white racing striped pick-up truck

And when did I decide to grow this beard and gut?

Well, I may be white but I don’t like my people much

But I want to raise with you and watch our younglings hatch

Fuckin' make the first letters of their first names match

Well, I’m back into a boring life that I once led

Stuck in white spread asshole on a sofa bed

Sometimes I hate myself for trying to be so bold

But nothing ever seems to get this story told

I’ll never tell her when she plays a song I never heard

Because I always learn the music and forget the words

But I want to ride with her, and I wish I sung that well

Just copy, paste, Google-search, and send it to myself

Hey hey!