Al by Instant Oatmeal Lyrics
[Chorus]
Al Pacino taped next to Pulp Fiction
Now we're spinning in your kitchen
Window's down, screaming like we mean it
You bought a new shirt; I doubt you'll clean it
[Verse 1]
Trying to get something to eat
My feet fell asleep 'cause they're stuck to the seat
We'll cry because there's nothing to do
But at the end of the day, I'm so glad that I'm with you
[Chorus]
Al Pacino taped next to Pulp Fiction
Now we're spinning in your kitchen
Window's down, screaming like we mean it
You bought a new shirt; I doubt you'll clean it
[Verse 2]
Waiting in line to get some caffine
We hope to God we won't have to be 18
To get wherever we want to go to
But when we're [?] we always make do
[Chorus]
Al Pacino taped next to Pulp Fiction
Now we're spinning in your kitchen
Window's down, screaming like we mean it
You bought a new shirt; I doubt you'll clean it
[Verse 3]
Taking honey, making money from our change
I can hear you singing this song out of [the grave?]
Painting nails and driving past your street again
I can promise we'll do that this week again
[Chorus]
Al Pacino taped next to Pulp Fiction
Now we're spinning in your kitchen
Window's down, screaming like we mean it
You bought a new shirt; I doubt you'll clean it
Al Pacino taped next to Pulp Fiction
Now we're spinning in your kitchen
Window's down, screaming like we mean it
You bought a new shirt; I doubt you'll clean it
[Verse 1]
Trying to get something to eat
My feet fell asleep 'cause they're stuck to the seat
We'll cry because there's nothing to do
But at the end of the day, I'm so glad that I'm with you
[Chorus]
Al Pacino taped next to Pulp Fiction
Now we're spinning in your kitchen
Window's down, screaming like we mean it
You bought a new shirt; I doubt you'll clean it
[Verse 2]
Waiting in line to get some caffine
We hope to God we won't have to be 18
To get wherever we want to go to
But when we're [?] we always make do
[Chorus]
Al Pacino taped next to Pulp Fiction
Now we're spinning in your kitchen
Window's down, screaming like we mean it
You bought a new shirt; I doubt you'll clean it
[Verse 3]
Taking honey, making money from our change
I can hear you singing this song out of [the grave?]
Painting nails and driving past your street again
I can promise we'll do that this week again
[Chorus]
Al Pacino taped next to Pulp Fiction
Now we're spinning in your kitchen
Window's down, screaming like we mean it
You bought a new shirt; I doubt you'll clean it