Gimme Somethin More To Work With (Seasick Mama)

Fried thoughts Deep cooked Brain's done I'm feeling shook Enough Said Chipped Teeth So broke that I finally can't breathe Blood shot Tight skin Had enough I can't win Tough road it goes, it grows sick I’m beat, and the air is so thick Stick around, stick around, stick around I want your company Stick around, stick around, stick around And clear the air for me Chorus: I didn't ask you to solve my problems I didn't ask you to close the gap I didn't ask you to solve my problems I didn't ask you to make it last Just gimme something more to work with Night's out A thrill, a bill paid Quick kiss, twice a nice trade I can't wait for what's next Don't need much a touch a quick text Good times, they fly, they die quick I hold on but it's making me seasick We lost touch It's turns soft A lights switch It turns off Stick around, stick around, stick around I want your company Stick around, stick around, stick around And clear the air for me Chorus: I didn't ask you to solve my problems I didn't ask you to close the gap I didn't ask you to solve my problems I didn't ask you to make it last Just gimme something more to work with (2x)