Lyrics

Verse 1: We traveled far Montreal, Castle Gar Tan lines Battle scars You have a heart Of kevlar Half caviar Half crappy bar Half left my wallet in a taxi car Wedding gifts, send back to sender Thank god never unpacked the blender I ain't even mad no more Carried it too long My back is sore I'm just glad that I have my homies Straight whiskey with macaroni Never mad and groany You're sad and lonely By matrimony Cause that's just corny Hi, my name is Transit From the 4303 [Hook]: (And I'll be thinking of - You) We ran, our course I beat the hell right out of that horse And all the time you were mine You were thinking of flying But now I'm flying off of drinking your wine (And I'll be thinking of - You) We ran, our course I beat the hell right out of that horse And all the time you were mine You were thinking of flying But now I'm flying off of drinking your wine Verse 2: I should have known I'd be good alone You married a drunk with student loans Did my best to be that dude at home But you couldn't get off of that stupid phone You put something sexy on Take you to that restaurant Still we fight like Lebannon Cause Earth is never heaven on I was always faithful And paid for cable Put food on tables You chained my ankles But still I broke free Now I'm cozy Cat emoji Half been Foley (?) And half of Bowie Hi my name is Transit From the 4303 I'm into the States Straight from the nose-bleeds [Hook]: (And I'll be thinking of - You) We ran, our course I beat the hell right out of that horse And all the time you were mine You were thinking of flying But now I'm flying off of drinking your wine (And I'll be thinking of - You) We ran, our course I beat the hell right out of that horse And all the time you were mine You were thinking of flying But now I'm flying off of drinking your wine Bridge: I've never felt this way before When you walked through my front door [Hook]: We ran, our course I beat the hell right out of that horse And all the time you were mine You were thinking of flying But now I'm flying off of drinking your wine (And I'll be thinking of - You) We ran, our course I beat the hell right out of that horse And all the time you were mine You were thinking of flying But now I'm flying off of drinking your wine Never get you back again Never get you back Never get you back again Never get you back Never get you back again Never get you back Never get you back again Never get you back