Testo Camouflage - David Morris
Testo della canzone Camouflage (David Morris), tratta dall'album Camouflage - Single
Oh, man, they ain't ready for this one
Let's go!
Camouflage (camouflage), camouflage (camouflage)
I got horses in the barn, I got four hundred more
In the garage (the garage), the garage (the garage)
And the windows stay tinted, you can't see me, man, it's just like
Camouflage (camouflage), camouflage (camouflage)
I mean, you might think you see me, but don't you really see?
It's a mirage (a mirage), a mirage (a mirage)
And I'm huntin' down you lame-ass boys, head to toe in camouflage (whoa)
Oh, my God
I hate this nowhere town and I hate this dead end job
Man, I hate my ex and I hate my fuckin' boss
Wanna walk in there tomorrow and just say, "Fuck y'all" (fuck y'all)
Bitch, I'm outtie, where I'm from, yeah, we get rough and rowdy, we 'bout it
Go as hard as us? Yeah right, I fucking doubt it
Get me out this bar, 'cause it's way too fucking crowded
I ain't even smokin' but my mind's getting cloudy
Pullin' up in big trucks and fast cars racin'
Everybody know me 'round here like I'm famous (yo)
All my them kids who used to pick on me, they gon' hate this
But they still gon' play this (ooh)
Camouflage (camouflage), camouflage (camouflage)
I got horses in the barn, I got four hundred more
In the garage (the garage), the garage (the garage)
And the windows stay tinted, you can't see me, man, it's just like
Camouflage (camouflage), camouflage (camouflage)
I mean, you might think you see me, but don't you really see?
It's a mirage (a mirage), a mirage (a mirage)
And I'm huntin' down you lame-ass boys, head to toe in camouflage
You might think I'm in the army, all this camo I got on me
Since I grew up in the Hills, it just figures I wear Tommy
Put a hole through your noodle, yeah, we call that rigatoni
Man, I'm from them country roads, West Virginia mountain mommy
Money, John Deere green
Flag, red, white and blue
F-350 all black and the Jeep is too
Attitude like, "Y'all need me, I don't need you"
Sick and tired of being sick and tired? Yeah, me too
Turning Main Street into Talladega, watch me rev the engine
Hit the six-speed, with the shiftin', I'm gifted
Yeah, I stay grounded by the truck is lifted
I guess I'm just different (whoo)
Camouflage (camouflage), camouflage (camouflage)
I got horses in the barn, I got four hundred more
In the garage (the garage), the garage (the garage)
And the windows stay tinted, you can't see me, man, it's just like
Camouflage (camouflage), camouflage (camouflage)
I mean, you might think you see me, but don't you really see?
It's a mirage (a mirage), a mirage (a mirage)
And I'm huntin' down you lame-ass boys, head to toe in camouflage (whoa)
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Writer(s): Chris Dubois, Brad Douglas Paisley, John Kelley Lovelace
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