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Caleb Followill, Jared Followill, Matthew Followill, Nathan Followill
Oh she's only seventeen
Whine, whine, whine, weep over everything
Bloody Mary breakfast busting up the street
Brothers fighting
When's the baby gonna sleep
Heaving ship too sails away
Said it's a culmination of a
Story and a goodbye session
It's a tick of our time and the tic in
Her head that made me feel so strange
Said I could call you baby
I could call you, dammit
It's a one in a million
Oh it's the rolling of your Spanish
Tongue that made me wanna stay
I could call you baby, I
Could call you, dammit
It's a one in a million
Oh it's the rolling of your Spanish
Tongue that made me wanna stay