George Ezra - Shotgun Lyrics
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Shotgun
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What Are The Lyrics For Shotgun By George Ezra?
Homegrown alligator, see you later
Gotta hit the road, gotta hit the road Something changed in the atmosphere Architecture unfamiliar I could get used to this Time flies by in the yellow and green Stick around and you'll see what I mean There's a mountaintop that I'm dreaming of If you need me you know where I'll be I'll be riding shotgun underneath the hot sun Feeling like a someone (someone) I'll be riding shotgun underneath the hot sun Feeling like a someone We're south of the Equator, navigator Gotta hit the road, gotta hit the road Deep sea diving 'round the clock, bikini bottoms, lager tops I could get used to this Time flies by in the yellow and green Stick around and you'll see what I mean There's a mountaintop that I'm dreaming of If you need me you know where I'll be I'll be riding shotgun underneath the hot sun Feeling like a someone (someone) I'll be riding shotgun underneath the hot sun Feeling like a someone We got two in the front (hey) Two in the back (hey) Sailing along And we don't look back (back, back) Time flies by in the yellow and green Stick around and you'll see what I mean There's a mountaintop that I'm dreaming of If you need me you know where I'll be I'll be riding shotgun underneath the hot sun Feeling like a someone (someone) I'll be riding shotgun underneath the hot sun Feeling like a someone I'll be riding shotgun underneath the hot sun Feeling like a someone (someone) I'll be riding shotgun underneath the hot sun Feeling like a someone, a someone, a someone, someone |
Who Wrote Shotgun By George Ezra?
Frederick John Philip Gibson, George Ezra Barnett, Joel Laslett Pott
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