Van Horn - Saint Motel, GOLDHOUSE

Thug life, baby

It chose me, I didn’t choose this city

Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh

Walk right over

You’re a 10, I’m a four leaf clover

Well, tell me do you hate me

Or do you wanna date me?

It’s kinda hard to tell

'Cause your eyes are looking crazy

Oh why you coming over

Anything but sober?

Looking like it’s time tonight

For fight or flight in Van Horn

Hold it steady

Drill it in like you’re J. Paul Getty

Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh

Smith and Wesson

Taking shots that’ll keep you guessing

Well, tell me do you hate me

Or do you wanna date me?

It’s kinda hard to tell

'Cause your eyes are looking crazy

So why you coming over

Anything but sober?

Looking like it’s time tonight

For fight or flight in Van Horn

Ooh, what you gonna do?

Van Horn

What you gonna do?

Well, tell me do you hate me

Or do you wanna date me?

It’s kinda hard to tell

'Cause your eyes are looking crazy

So why you coming over

Anything but sober?

Looking like it’s time tonight

For fight or flight in Van Horn

Ooh, what you gonna do?

Van Horn

What you gonna do?