
eastside Lyrics
- Genre:Alternative
- Year of Release:2022
Lyrics
Eastside, she's from the Eastside, Eastside, she's from the Eastside
Eastside, she's from the Eastside, Eastside, she's from the Eastside
Eastside, she's from the Eastside, Eastside, she's from the Eastside
Eastside, she's From The Eastside
Eastside, she's from the Eastside, Eastside, she's from the Eastside
Eastside, she's from the Eastside, Eastside, she's from the Eastside
Eastside, she's from the Eastside, Eastside, she's from the Eastside
Eastside, she's from the Eastside
Against the grain for my bald fade
Cut my hair low just to see your face
When you didn't notice I thought I'd scream
And hold my head with a sense of shame
Play my guitar for a little while
With sweaty hands and a nervous smile
Your favorite song on a sunny day
Not quite enough to look my way
Another time, Another time, Another time, Another time
Another time you might call my name
Another time you might touch my face
Another time you might seal our fate
Another time you might lose your way
Another time, Another time, Another time, Another time
Another time and I'll give it up
Another time then I'll give a fuck
Another time you might call my bluff
Another time you might blow it up
Another time, Another time, Another time, Another time
Another time, Another time, Another time, Another time
Another time, Another time, Another time, Another time
Another time, Another time, Another time, Another time
Another time, Another time, Another time, Another time
Another time, Another time, Another time, Another time
Another time, Another time, Another time, Another time
Another time, Another time, Another time, Another time, Another time
Eastside, she's from the Eastside, Eastside, she's from the Eastside
Eastside, she's From the Eastside
Against the grain for my bald fade
Cut my hair low just to see your face
When you didn't notice I thought I'd scream
And hold my head with a sense of shame
Play my guitar for a little while
With sweaty hands and a nervous smile
Your favorite song on a sunny day
Not quite enough to look my way