Karaoké Scott Street Phoebe Bridgers

Walkin' Scott Street

Feelin' like a stranger

With an open heart

Open container

I've got a stack of mail and a tall can

It's a shower beer

It's a payment plan

There's helicopters over my head every night when I go to bed

Spendin' money and I earned it

When I'm lonely that's when I'll burn it

Do you feel ashamed when you hear my name

I asked you How is your sister

I heard she got her degree

And I said That makes me feel old

You said What does that make me

I asked you How is playin' drums

Said It's too much shit to carry

And what about the band

You said They're all gettin' married

Do you feel ashamed when you hear my name

Hoo ooh ooh hoo ooh

Hoo ooh ooh hoo ooh

Hoo ooh ooh hoo ooh

Hoo ooh ooh hoo ooh

Hoo ooh ooh hoo ooh

Hoo ooh ooh hoo ooh

Hoo ooh ooh hoo hoo

Hoo ooh ooh hoo hoo

Hoo ooh ooh hoo hoo

Anyway don't be a stranger

Anyway don't be a stranger

Don't be a stranger

Hoo ooh ooh hoo hoo

Mmh