It's been a time and
We've been through the ringer
We're spinning wheels
I've been hiding in my reefer
You've been thinking of me as mister
I just want to hang on keefer street
I want to scream
Just to make it right
But fights just create
More tight
Spaces between us I might
Maybe it's time to just take a time
Go drink a rum with lime relax and take a line
And that's fine
Why talk
When we could feel
Try to get some time alone
Instead of running
Like a dog
Just trying to get a bone
And I miss you
Just dying to make you laugh
Spending time out on a gaff
Must be vying to fake to last
Because I always seem to
Mess things up
Just to start again fake slick but suck
Just want to get past that first feeling of luck
It's been a time and
We've been through the ringer
We're spinning wheels
I've been hiding in my reefer
You've been thinking of me as mister
I just want to hang on keefer street
Falling into place and getting stuck
Will I get to a pace
Causing more than just a rut
Without space for our endless knot
Try to be here but double cutch
Looking like that mister with a plot
It's been a time and
We've been through the ringer
We're spinning wheels
I've been hiding in my reefer
You've been thinking of me as mister
I just want to hang on keefer street with you
With you