Sick Puppy

Lyrics
Friend of a friend, gambled with a bad hand again Trying to fill the hole inside his head from a smoke stained vegas bed Friend of a friend, down on his hands and knees again Looking for his tab of LSD and I never saw him again But I love it and I just can't get enough Cause I'm a sick puppy and I need some love I've been struggling, I've been drowning in the tub Faces come and go but I don't mind I'm a sick puppy and I love it Friend of a friend down in Tampa at the river bend Put his Jeep into an orange tree It makes me laugh every now and then These friends of friends remind us of the where and when Wouldn't mind if they forgot my name What a trip we're living in
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Credits
- Writers
- Ryan Locke
- Ken Taylor
- Derek Hoffman
- Anton DeLost
- Andrew Eichinger
- Adam Shoji