Lyrics

You're in the back seat and you say to yourself "it doesn't matter anyway" Weeds pulling weeds and your Blaming yourself We're all indifferent in our own ways You're in trouble now and you say to yourself "My baby clean conscience anyways" You're in the back seat and you say to yourself "It doesn't matter anyway" Four fingered fisher man alright finger four fisher man so uptight hello you're getting on no one you're both right Four fingered fisher man alright
Writer(s): Vivian Green, Buddy Brock, Dann Gallucci Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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