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Hang on for the ride,
I think I feel a change of tide.
Just stay for one night,
One day you’re going to be my wife.
You’ll never have to worry again,
I’m going to be your man.
Oh someday,
When tall-boys turn into champagne
When bologna turns into steak
When I got gold instead of change
When I can give you everything you ever wanted instead of take
Oh someday
I wish you could depend on me
I want to have your mouth to feed
I want to put your mind at ease
No reason you’d ever leave
You and I can both be free
Well things ain’t so cool right now
Well I promise it’ll get better
Find anyway somehow that’ll make you want to stay forever
Oh someday
When tall-boys turn into champagne
When bologna turns into steak
When I got gold instead of change
When I can give you everything you ever wanted instead of take
Oh someday
When I can give you everything you ever wanted instead of take
Oh someday
I wish you could depend on me
I want to have your mouth to feed
I want to put your mind at ease
No reason you’d ever leave
You and I can both be free
Well things ain’t so cool right now
Well I promise it’ll get better
Find anyway somehow that’ll make you want to stay forever
Oh someday
When tall-boys turn into champagne
When bologna turns into steak
When I got gold instead of change
When I can give you everything you ever wanted instead of take
When I can give you everything you ever wanted instead of take
Oh someday
Hang on for the ride
I think I feel a change of tide
Just stay for one night
One day you’re going to be my wife
Oh someday,
When tall-boys turn into champagne
When bologna turns into steak
When I got gold instead of change
When I can give you everything you ever wanted instead of take
Oh someday
Song Info
Submitted by
sofpadilla On Feb 01, 2013
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This is definitely the song from the point of view of a pusher communicating either directly or subliminally to a drug addict in rehab counting the days when they are free to go out.
The dealer is saying someday, thing's'll get better.
Isn't it amazing how bands talk about this stuff in code?