Missed Call ft. Carly Rae Jepsen by Tommy Ill Lyrics
Yeah...
I don't even know what I'm doing right now
My name is Tommy Ill
This is Iron Gosling -
A bullshit little EP that I made
Have fun
[Carly Rae song] (Tommy Ill)
Hey, I just met you (Hi there)
And this is crazy (it's a bit weird)
But here's my number (cool)
So call me, maybe (maybe)
[It's] Hard to look right
At you, baby
But here's my number (thanks)
So call me, maybe
Oooh no, what the fuck is going on?
I said girl you wanna talk about feelings
She said nah and she acted like she leaving
I gotta mirror that's attached to my ceiling
And I'm shipping out tomorrow
Only back for the evening
And she laughed and said cool
But you ain't never getting me back in ya bedroom
I'm blacking out, ya blacking out
So go get the restroom
You drunk as shit, Tom
How the hell you gonna make moves?
And I said good point
'Cause I got too much whisky in my head
To boink
And I got too many deamons in my head to win
And I got too many walls to ever let you in so
Eeeeeerm
Back to the subject
Eeeeeerm
I wanna see you undressed
She want a smoke but I only have one left
I gave her hope [when?] home alone has slept
[Carly Rae song] (Tommy Ill)
Hey, I just met you
This is, this is crazy (it's a bit strange, girl)
But here's my number (thanks)
So call me, maybe (I won't)
[It's] Hard to look right
At you, baby
But here's my number
So call me...
I'm a [d-stoll?] full of bad dreams
See these [?], See these black jeans?
See these blood stains, see this beer gut?
See this new head and a haircut?
And would could tell that I'm doin' just fine
And you can change tune and have a [?]
It's nice to meet you, I'm an idiot
Blah blah blah, blah blah blah... Good talk
It feels just like [?]
[?]
Home, sickin' home, where the fuck do we stay, Tooom?
Where the fuck do we live now
I never had those kids [?] have a big house
I jump on the stage, drunk as fuck with my dick out
Pour out my [?] 'till they tell me to sit down
[Carly Rae song] (Tommy Ill)
Hey, I just met you (Hi)
And this is crazy (Yup)
But here's my number (cool)
So call me, maybe (maybe)
[It's] Hard to look right
At you, baby ('cause I'm ugly)
But here's my number
So call me...
Before you came into my life
I missed you so bad, missed so bad
Missed you so, so bad
Before you came into my life
I missed you so bad
Did you know that
Missed you so, so bad
This is, I'm doing this for my street cred
You know
[Carly Rae song]
It's hard to look right
At you, baby
But here's my number
So call me, maybe
Yeah, girl
I don't even know what I'm doing right now
My name is Tommy Ill
This is Iron Gosling -
A bullshit little EP that I made
Have fun
[Carly Rae song] (Tommy Ill)
Hey, I just met you (Hi there)
And this is crazy (it's a bit weird)
But here's my number (cool)
So call me, maybe (maybe)
[It's] Hard to look right
At you, baby
But here's my number (thanks)
So call me, maybe
Oooh no, what the fuck is going on?
I said girl you wanna talk about feelings
She said nah and she acted like she leaving
I gotta mirror that's attached to my ceiling
And I'm shipping out tomorrow
Only back for the evening
And she laughed and said cool
But you ain't never getting me back in ya bedroom
I'm blacking out, ya blacking out
So go get the restroom
You drunk as shit, Tom
How the hell you gonna make moves?
And I said good point
'Cause I got too much whisky in my head
To boink
And I got too many deamons in my head to win
And I got too many walls to ever let you in so
Eeeeeerm
Back to the subject
Eeeeeerm
I wanna see you undressed
She want a smoke but I only have one left
I gave her hope [when?] home alone has slept
[Carly Rae song] (Tommy Ill)
Hey, I just met you
This is, this is crazy (it's a bit strange, girl)
But here's my number (thanks)
So call me, maybe (I won't)
[It's] Hard to look right
At you, baby
But here's my number
So call me...
I'm a [d-stoll?] full of bad dreams
See these [?], See these black jeans?
See these blood stains, see this beer gut?
See this new head and a haircut?
And would could tell that I'm doin' just fine
And you can change tune and have a [?]
It's nice to meet you, I'm an idiot
Blah blah blah, blah blah blah... Good talk
It feels just like [?]
[?]
Home, sickin' home, where the fuck do we stay, Tooom?
Where the fuck do we live now
I never had those kids [?] have a big house
I jump on the stage, drunk as fuck with my dick out
Pour out my [?] 'till they tell me to sit down
[Carly Rae song] (Tommy Ill)
Hey, I just met you (Hi)
And this is crazy (Yup)
But here's my number (cool)
So call me, maybe (maybe)
[It's] Hard to look right
At you, baby ('cause I'm ugly)
But here's my number
So call me...
Before you came into my life
I missed you so bad, missed so bad
Missed you so, so bad
Before you came into my life
I missed you so bad
Did you know that
Missed you so, so bad
This is, I'm doing this for my street cred
You know
[Carly Rae song]
It's hard to look right
At you, baby
But here's my number
So call me, maybe
Yeah, girl