Vickie

Peach Pit

If you lived right down the street
Would I ever have to buy more weed when I′m low?
That's a noYou′d walk over probably bitching that it's so far
Though it's minutes and there′s no guys
There′s none around for ya

If you lived right down the street
Would I ever get my beauty sleep while you're crying?
Probably no, ooh
If you lived a couple over you′d be by to scream
"He's all the things that I′d like!"
And none of his are me

Vickie, it don't need to be alright, now
Your setting sun won′t fall right where you think, don't think
Yeah, Vickie, you always keep me, 'round
But I thank God you don′t live nеxt door to me

If you lived right down the street
You′d bе hanging 'round me like a creep
That′s why I like you though
If you lived up from the corner
Would I have to have you over any time I
Well, sort of just like you?

Vickie, it don't need to be alright, now
Your setting sun won′t fall right where you think, don't think
Yeah, Vickie, you always keep me, ′round
But I thank God you don't live next door to me

Oh, Vickie, it don't need to be alright
Your setting sun won′t fall right where you think
Yeah, Vickie, you always keep me around
But I thank God you don′t live next door

Oh, Vickie, it don't need to be alright
Your setting sun won′t fall right where you think, don't think
Yeah, Vickie, you always keep me around
But I thank God you don′t live next door to me