Got no plans, got no clothes
Got no piano, we got no shows
No, I got nothing to do
But to be stuck on you
Got no flights outta here
Got no TV shows until next year
No, I got nothing to do but to be stuck on you
Baby, you’re my liquor
I’m addicted to you
So I’ll just be stuck on, stuck on fucking you
Stuck on fucking you
I don’t ever want just another boy or a girl
Baby you and I, baby you and
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