sitting on your hands and the last one's standing
Got single life
Lost on your phone in the
middle of the kitchen
A carpet stained and you're
not very welcome
A single life for you
He's jacked with his beam talk, low ticket ink job,
monologues mean to the ends
John's sitting in a team talk, we take you on the tightrope,
just let him check his balance
With a method in the man, there's a brandy and a sand,
there's a substance in his style
You know him when you see him, the horny man museum,
get enough for on the road park
Sitting on your hands and the
last one standing
That's single life
Lost on your phone in the
middle of the kitchen
That's a single life
The carpet's stained and you're
not very welcome
That's a single life for you
At the very least, he knows the
Middle
East when he's high on party politics
The vibe takes a dip, he does a
Gaza
Strip, he knows you like that kind of thing
The national debt,
if you're the senpai,
Jimmy
Nailed ain't no doubt
Past the
Govossiay, sex up your dossier,
45 minutes,
Uber and out
Sitting on your hands, the last one standing
A single life
But lost on your phone in the
middle of the kitchen
A single life
Carpet stained and
you're not very welcome
A single life for you
Don't fear, just ride the ambiance
This is how it goes, in higher echelons
Ooh, it's never vague,
it's always crystal clear
She takes a shallow breath,
but then she whispers in your ear
Don't waste your time, baby,
yeah, yeah
Don't waste your time
Don't waste your time, baby
Yeah, yeah
Don't waste your time
When you're sitting on your hands
and the last one's standing
That's single life
Lost on your phone in the
middle of the kitchen
That's the single life
The carpet's stained and you're
not very welcome
That's the single life
For you
Oh, oh, oh, oh,