Best Bad Decision Songtext
von The Proud Sons

This ain′t a time when I am good at thinking
There ain't no rhythm in the rhymes I′ve been singing
This is nothing more besides that I don't wanna go home

And I don't wanna talk for hours,
Cause I′m tired and I′m bloody and I'm sour
And I can see that this something that you wanna do to

She says that she believes in being patient (and)
Somehow were laying wasted in the basement (and)
This ain′t the 4th of July, this aint the night of your life

Breathin' heavy and we′re staring at the ceiling
If you asked me I couldn't tell you what I′m feeling
But go call a cab cause I sure the hell aint driving you home


And I hope you weren't expecting flowers,
If you asked me I think that that shits for cowards
Patience and apologies
And people that you really wanna see again

She says that she believes in being patient (and)
Somehow were laying wasted in the basement (and)
This ain't the 4th of July, this aint the night of your life
She says that she believes in being faithful (and)
Somehow were laying naked on the table (and)
This ain′t the 4th of July, this aint the night of your life

Black Crowes on the Radio
This my girl is rock and roll
Take my hand and don′t let go
Lets see what's down the lonely road


She says that she believes in being patient (and)
Somehow were laying wasted in the basement (and)
This ain′t the 4th of July, this aint the night of your life
She says that she believes in being faithful (and)
Somehow were laying naked on the table (and)
This ain't the 4th of July, this aint the night of your life