Rolling Stone - Slightly Stoopid

Papa out and a rolling stone

Rollin' on like I ain’t before

Long down a winding' road

Hope it’s leading me back to you

Says she never felt so alone

It’s not cuttin' and you’re talkin' on the phone

Sorry baby I’m already gone

See you when you know

So I

I’m gonna do it one more time

Be just fine

I guess I’ll see you on down the line

I’m makin of like a thief in the night

I’m out of mind am I out of sight

Still feeling things ain’t right

Anything that you know

Goin off like a .45

I’m hearin shots out through the night

On pain with my best friend Gabe

Guess she see it on news

I couldn’t say how the story goes

How many times can the shit be told

Growin' tired and I’m growin' old

Lost without no

Pray to God every day and night

I’m in the dark searching' for some light

If it comes there will be no fight

So then we’d push no