Blow Me by The Moms (Punk) Lyrics

Whoa, I gotta know
What to do, for some xanax
Cause she's in a panic, and I could really use a script
But she could use her fix
And the difficulty

I want some spring in my step doc
Because I drink it with ice
If you could make everything alright

I want some spring in my step doc
Because I think it'd be good
If I could stop selling calendars, too
This may burn

Whoa, I gotta go
Why go, for some addicts
Cause I got a loan, less that I am checked in twice
For the clients relying on my sacrifice

This night is too long, and I'm dying of waiting
With my finger on the trigger, I'm here to get it
This night is too long, and I'm tired of waiting
With my finger on the trigger, I'm here to get it
Whoa, now I gotta know
Wher I gotta go for a pamphlet
And I'm sorry who
I should let her go
I've been doing everything wrong