Broom-Brooming Down the Road by CircleX Lyrics
[Verse 1: Ooby Gedoff]
Whoa, he nearly hit me going past
He nearly hit my back, he nearly hit my ass
He went over 60, went really fast
Didn't like it but I really like TAST
Going that fast he won’t get far
Sooner or later he won't have a car
Going on a cheetah he went rah-rah
I'll meet him and bend over in a bar
Bartender looking like “what?”
He hit me from the back like a truck
When I was done I said goodbye
But he followed me out and offered me a ride
Bartender looking like “what?”
He hit me from the back like a truck
When I was done I said goodbye
But he followed me out and offered me a ride
[Pre-Chorus: Ooby Gedoff]
He weaved around those corners like we ran out of time
One hand on my leg, who the hell is this guy?
I told him drive slow, slow down, down
But he wouldn’t so I let myself out
[Chorus]
Now I'm running, running up the road
And I can't seem to find my way back home
He has chased me up the highway
And dragged me back with his charm
And now we're broom, broom-brooming down the road
Towards his place, I don't know who to call
The lights were blurring past my eyes
And you were there for me so I died
We're brooming, broom-brooming down the road
Without you I'm in a depressive episode
You were my motorway
But now I'm stuck with a guy broom-brooming down the road
[Verse 2: Gleep Arg]
It’s Gleep, bitch
You know when cars do 40 in a 50
Then go on to do 40 in a motherfucking 30?
Me and yo bish get really dirty
Then the spinach cleans us up and it’s fine
I know that you want me to take you for a ride
I know it's my car you want to get inside
But if I take you home, and you talking shit
I will kick you out onto the road and you will die of death and die
How could you hate on my guy, he’s bi
Are you a biphobe?
[Pre-Chorus: Gleep Arg]
If it ain't CircleX, then it ain't good for sex
If it ain't XXX, then that bitch now my ex
I couldn’t care less, I thought you know this
But when you come back and you kidnap me
Hang on, I thought you died
[Chorus]
Now I'm running, running up the road
And I can't seem to find my way back home
He has chased me up the highway
And dragged me back with his charm
And now we're broom, broom-brooming down the road
Towards his place, I don't know who to call
The lights were blurring past my eyes
And you were there for me so I died
We're brooming, broom-brooming down the road
Without you I'm in a depressive episode
You were my motorway
But now I'm stuck with a guy broom-brooming down the road
Whoa, he nearly hit me going past
He nearly hit my back, he nearly hit my ass
He went over 60, went really fast
Didn't like it but I really like TAST
Going that fast he won’t get far
Sooner or later he won't have a car
Going on a cheetah he went rah-rah
I'll meet him and bend over in a bar
Bartender looking like “what?”
He hit me from the back like a truck
When I was done I said goodbye
But he followed me out and offered me a ride
Bartender looking like “what?”
He hit me from the back like a truck
When I was done I said goodbye
But he followed me out and offered me a ride
[Pre-Chorus: Ooby Gedoff]
He weaved around those corners like we ran out of time
One hand on my leg, who the hell is this guy?
I told him drive slow, slow down, down
But he wouldn’t so I let myself out
[Chorus]
Now I'm running, running up the road
And I can't seem to find my way back home
He has chased me up the highway
And dragged me back with his charm
And now we're broom, broom-brooming down the road
Towards his place, I don't know who to call
The lights were blurring past my eyes
And you were there for me so I died
We're brooming, broom-brooming down the road
Without you I'm in a depressive episode
You were my motorway
But now I'm stuck with a guy broom-brooming down the road
[Verse 2: Gleep Arg]
It’s Gleep, bitch
You know when cars do 40 in a 50
Then go on to do 40 in a motherfucking 30?
Me and yo bish get really dirty
Then the spinach cleans us up and it’s fine
I know that you want me to take you for a ride
I know it's my car you want to get inside
But if I take you home, and you talking shit
I will kick you out onto the road and you will die of death and die
How could you hate on my guy, he’s bi
Are you a biphobe?
[Pre-Chorus: Gleep Arg]
If it ain't CircleX, then it ain't good for sex
If it ain't XXX, then that bitch now my ex
I couldn’t care less, I thought you know this
But when you come back and you kidnap me
Hang on, I thought you died
[Chorus]
Now I'm running, running up the road
And I can't seem to find my way back home
He has chased me up the highway
And dragged me back with his charm
And now we're broom, broom-brooming down the road
Towards his place, I don't know who to call
The lights were blurring past my eyes
And you were there for me so I died
We're brooming, broom-brooming down the road
Without you I'm in a depressive episode
You were my motorway
But now I'm stuck with a guy broom-brooming down the road