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Til Sunday - Shaboozey
Lyrics by：Mckay Stevens/Nevin Sastry/Sean Cook/Wesley Sodie Orr/Collins Chibueze/Mason Sacks
Composed by：Mckay Stevens/Nevin Sastry/Sean Cook/Wesley Sodie Orr/Collins Chibueze/Mason Sacks
Produced by：Sean Cook/Nevin Sastry/Mason Sacks
It's the outlaws run
Caught me red-handed can't go to Kansas
Face on a wanted poster ladies say he's handsome
Too rich to ransom camp out in a mansion
Law wanna talk but we can't give 'em answers
Make it boom in a saloon got 'em doing line dances
Booze to the fuse"Tipsy" still going platinum
Pay me so much I feel like I'm John Wayne
I'ma have to rob a bank to recoup the advances
Hey
If the gun smoke's gettin' you high
'Fore you go to shakin' that hand with a smile
Eh here's a word to the wise
If you ever make a deal with the devil
You gonna have to settle up someday singing
Ayo aye
You can only ever run till Sunday
And if you ever make a deal with the devil
You gonna have to pay it back one day singing
Ayo aye
You can only ever run till Sunday
I make music for the outlaws who with the law?
Revolver got a speech impediment love mouthing off
This town ain't big enough for both of us it's me or y'all
And it don't take 'bout 24 to get you wrapped and gone
I got my rifle and my pony with a lit cigar
I'm looking for the nearest bank I'm finna take it all
It's not a lie to say that me and broke don't get along
So if I ever go broke
Know my patience running short to get my paper long
If you ever make a deal with the devil
You gonna have to settle up someday singing
Ayo aye
You can only ever run till Sunday
And if you ever make a deal with the devil
You gonna have to pay it back one day singing
Ayo aye
You can only ever run till Sunday
