Put On, Cologne
Donovan Woods"Put On, Cologne" is a song by Donovan Woods, released in 2013 in the Pop genre. The song is 1:54 long and contains 32 lines and 237 words.
Lyrics
0:05All the windows on the second floor
0:10Where I lived with all those chicks
0:13I don’t live there no more
0:14And all your letters written in your tiny voice
0:20Telling me to come back home as if I had another choice
0:24I was a believer in the bar-back baby
0:27I was a believer in Rome
0:30If she’s not coming over lately
0:32I was gonna go back home
0:35I was gonna go back home
0:37All that she had then spread out on the floor
0:43If there was another one please don’t let me know
0:48And all your letters deeply in my core
0:53Telling me to go and see if there was anything more
0:58I was a believer in the bar-back baby
1:01I was a believer in Rome
1:03If she’s not coming over lately
1:05I was gonna go back home
1:07I was gonna go back home
1:10I was gonna go back home
1:12Follow it through to its logical end
1:23You’re gonna get some stupid European boyfriend
1:27I was a believer in the bar-back baby
1:32I was a believer in Rome
1:35If she’s not coming over lately
1:43I was gonna go back home
1:47I was gonna go back home
1:50All the windows on the second floor
1:51Where I lived with all those chicks
1:53I don’t live there no more
1:53And all your letters written in your tiny voice
1:54Telling me to come back home as if I had another choice
All the windows on the second floor Where I lived with all those chicks I don’t live there no more And all your letters written in your tiny voice Telling me to come back home as if I had another choice I was a believer in the bar-back baby I was a believer in Rome If she’s not coming over lately I was gonna go back home I was gonna go back home All that she had then spread out on the floor If there was another one please don’t let me know And all your letters deeply in my core Telling me to go and see if there was anything more I was a believer in the bar-back baby I was a believer in Rome If she’s not coming over lately I was gonna go back home I was gonna go back home I was gonna go back home Follow it through to its logical end You’re gonna get some stupid European boyfriend I was a believer in the bar-back baby I was a believer in Rome If she’s not coming over lately I was gonna go back home I was gonna go back home All the windows on the second floor Where I lived with all those chicks I don’t live there no more And all your letters written in your tiny voice Telling me to come back home as if I had another choice
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