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granata - happy hangover lyrics

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life’s a game of soccer i was born with my sambas on
don’t make a big deal about nothin do it non chalant
i’m at the deli spreading jelly on a blonde croissant
its time .. i think i need a confidant

where’s my greek goddess who’s got kalamata olive skin?
she washes klonopin down with a shot of gin
and lots of sin, she don’t even wanna win
lay it on thick cause it’s no fun when the plot is thin

your booty’s groovy like a lava lamp
is this real? or a lie disguised as a hologram?
they say life is like a box of crayons
but a schizophrenics kitchen sounds like some pots and pans

i had a great night now i’m havin a bad day
i try not to look at life in a sad way
but when i’m hungover everything is a tad grey
this what happens when i let my pen and pad play

[whistling]

drunk driving through wine country
your mind is a convertible .. let it shine sunny
i found happiness, i didn’t find money
let’s barter and trade i don’t need to be paid bi monthly
i’m takin flights in a lawn chair
while the wind whistles and fiddles with my long hair
i’m a basket case, but i’m full of bosc pears
i showed up wasted to a job fair

i guess i did not care, swear like i’m off air
heaven is any place without a trace of a clock there
that’s why i live on a dock or under a rock, where
n0body lives in the top gear

i go on bike rides, i go on hikes high
sometimes you just gotta let go and let the kites fly
nibblin on hipster b+tches titties cause they’re bite size
know when to show your colors and when to tell a white lie

[whistling]

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