Alex Meets The Night

Lyrics
[Intro] You know it all, you're running in circles like Andy Warhol, weird it ain't normal Can't afford it all, need big pants to store it all Turn like marbles, my boys warbles Uh, okay okay okay eh [Verse 1] The day fishes the sun and nets us sweetly above the concrete courts Swings us from heaven, bitter stamp greased and gummed on my breast Your momma was something, gilded and handsome noses Ripe with summer, cooked in roses, goodnight lovers [Chorus 1] Alex meets the night (Alex meets the night) Alex meets the night (Alex meets the night) Alex meets the night (Alex meets the night) Alex meets the night (Alex meets the night) Alex meets the night (Alex meets the night) Alex meets the night (Alex meets the night) Alex meets the night (Alex meets the night) Alex meets the night (Alex meets the night) Aye, aye [Verse 2] I'm gonna die, I don't care, I just wanna breathe air Into my lungs into my hair, up my nose, derriere I got photo-memory, right? I ain't fuckin with your life I got so many feelings, so many billion, you're people, right? [Pre-Chorus] I sorta, God I've got a new love had to order For ya, people who behind on the corner Lord I, Bodies are just 80 percent water Jump into the ocean and just melt yourself goodbye and then just [Chorus 2] Surf with me tonight (Surf with me tonight) Surf with me tonight (Surf with me tonight) Surf with me tonight (Surf with me tonight) Surf with me tonight (Surf with me tonight) Surf with me tonight (Surf with me tonight) Surf with me tonight (Surf with me tonight) Surf with me tonight (Surf with me tonight) Surf with me tonight (Surf with me tonight) Aye, aye [Chorus 1] Alex meets the night (Alex meets the night) Alex meets the night (Alex meets the night) Alex meets the night (Alex meets the night) Alex meets the night (Alex meets the night) Alex meets the night (Alex meets the night) Alex meets the night (Alex meets the night) Alex meets the night (Alex meets the night) Alex meets the night (Alex meets the night) Aye, yeah, yeah, yeah [Outro] Your shit is always cold, they've got new bars on Haha, sold em' then, I just wanna feel my lament (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) While they were here my thing on the side of the night I'm feelin' wack, dancin' here, I'm the man of the hour While they were there, them dead beats stabbed your man I'm your man, baby babe, my baby and baby
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Credits
- Writers
- Alex Ebert