Única (feat. Cr Boy & Dollarsorryens) - Dokota

Fireflies and dogfights Runnin' hot in the heat Street noise, another bribe Things too hard to believe- So head out My heart's in the country My feet's in the city with you All my friends are eatin' sushi Talkin' bad about you know who who who My tongue's talkin' riddles But I just can't seem to find a clue So I take a swig of whiskey And jump into the saddle with you you you And I just can't seem to break the shackles of the city boy blues I got the city boy blues I got the city boy blues I got the city boy blues I got the city boy blues And I just can't seem to break the shackles of the city boy blues Cats in the alley Rats in my snakeskin boots All my neighbors think I'm crazy And my girl thinks I'm losin' my cool cool cool And I just can't seem to break The Shackles of the city boy blues I got the city boy blues I got the city boy blues I got the city boy blues I got the city boy blues And I just can't seem to break The shackles of the city boy blues Don't look to Jesus to change your seasons It's the American dream Souls of gypsies, road of stone Can't seem to find no peace so head out And I just can't seem to break The shackles of the city boy blues I got the city boy blues I got the city boy blues I got the city boy blues I got the city boy blues And I just can't seem to break the shackles of the city boy blues I got the blues, I got the blues, I got the blues, I got the blues I got the blues, I got the blues, I got the blues,

Found a girl she's mama's pride I tattooed her and now she's mine I'll make the toast you raise the glass Just a few words to kick the world in the ass Round and round the town The same ol' story is told Better lock up your daughter when the Motleys hit the road We're innocent in every way Like apple pie and Chevrolet Sweeter pies with different shapes In and out of town alibis fit like a glove Tell your daddy not to thank us Honey, you're a labor of love We do the bad boy boogie Bad is bad The bad boy boogie Bad is bad I got my finger in the pie My hand in the cookie jar It's just a lick and a promise In the back seat of my car There's a method to the madness We never kiss and tell Have a drink on the boys We'll entertain you in style We do the bad boy boogie Bad is bad The bad boy boogie Bad is bad I got my finger in the pie My hand in the cookie jar It's just a lick and a promise In the back seat of my car The bad boy boogie The bad boy boogie The bad boy boogie The bad boy boogie