Bread & Butter
Lyrics
Cabernet's your bread and butter
But whiskey strong as a number two
Crimson red's your favorite color
You're lucky I like it too, it me makes me into you
Rock 'N' Roll, your dad's a drummer
And you like songs when they're out of tune
Sixty-nine's your favorite number
You're lucky I like it too, it makes me into you
We're not the best at being simple
We like to do things our way
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Mama married to a Governor
Politics, it ain't nothing new
You like to dream, you like to wonder
You're lucky I like it too, it makes me into you
We're not the best at being simple
We like to do things our way
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Writer(s): Diederik Van Elsas, Jacob Herring, Parrish Washington
Copyright(s): Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
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