Lyrics

Out on the town You're still a factory girl Whip me around And I'll do what you ask Out on the town You're still a factory girl Whip me around And I'll do what you ask Working 9 to 5 Then 5 to 9 In the most un-exotic way Make a believer out of the wicked And its still just an average day For your eternal consideration I'm an American online Though I'd die to take you dancing If you ever found the time Out on the town You're still a factory girl Whip me around And I'll do what you ask Out on the town You're still a factory girl Whip me around And I'll do what you ask Moon is rising Mind is racin' Don't know how to make it stop Feeling like a getaway driver Who's texting on the job Do like bohemian layabouts Leave the phone on ring I know the factory man is calling But he don't know a thing Oh! If we stop the world Then maybe we can Know! What a factory girl and city boy could Break beyond the straight and narrow Paint the target around the arrow Everyone gets 15 minutes Can we just have 30 more Out on the town You're still a factory girl Whip me around And I'll do what you ask Out on the town (Out on the town) You're still a factory girl Whip me around (Out on the town) And I'll do what you ask Out on the town (Out on the town) You're still a factory girl Whip me around (Out on the town) And I'll do what you ask (Out on the town) (Out on the town)
Writer(s): Dylan Chenfeld, Noah Chenfeld Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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