Butch Walker - #1 Summer Jam Lyrics
Don't Put Another Thing On My PlateMy Brain Is So Full Of Your FaceI Ate I Counted The HoursSince The Minute That I Drove By YouAnd I Got A Scar Where She Left MeDon't Think I'll See Her AroundCome Back Sunday (come Back Sunday)Everyday's A MondayNow That You're GoneCome Back Sunday (come Back Sunday)Before I Got A MinuteThe Minute Was GoneThink You Kinda Dug MeBut Other Guys Are Up Above MeTrying To Get To You Cuz I Let You GoI Like To Think I'm A Pretty Slick GuyBut Something In The Sunlight Between Your ThighsTurned Me Into Mush With A Certified Crush On YouAnd Oh, What A Bore I Must BeYou're So Far Ahead Of My World[chorus]And It's Never Been So WeirdTo Be At The Bottom Looking UpAnd I Went Into This Movie Of Blood And GutsThinking I Was The Shit, I Was All Grown UpAnd I Wonder, If You Wonder, What We Could Be