Slow Foxes - Cbdb

Cheers my dear;

we’ve got it made from here

It seems to me we’re on our way

Lets tip our hats to all the outlined pasts

That make our future seem so clear

It’s all good, he’s grand

Cool, calm, collected

It all seems to crumble there at your feet

But where’s my fourth meal?

Some vine ripe tomato left me hanging there in the trees

But you know Gabbie

She’s a parakeet

She’s into home design

Just a baby bomb brush by with Miss Too Fine

Chick, what’s your name?

Bar flies.

Slow foxes

It’s all good but it’s all the same

She’s so fine, keeping me in between the fence on it

It’s all good but it’s all the same

How’s it feel?

We’ve got the biscuit wheels

And I know the gravy is on the way

Let’s tip our hats to all the outlined paths

And walk the line until we’re in the clear

It’s all good, he’s grand

Cool, calm, collected

It all seems to crumble there at your feet

But where’s my fourth meal?

Some vine ripe tomato left me hanging there in the trees

But you know Gabbie

She’s a parakeet

She’s into home design

Just a baby bomb brush by with Miss Too Fine

Chick, what’s your name?

Bar flies.

Slow foxes

It’s all good but it’s all the same

She’s so fine, keeping me in between the fence on it

It’s all good but it’s all the same

But you know Gabbie

She’s a parakeet

She’s into home design

Just a baby bomb brush by with Miss Too Fine

Chick, what’s your name?

And who are you with?

Is that your man?

He must work on Wall Street

Does he rock your world?

Does he do your stocks?

Are you even sure?

Bar flies.

Slow foxes

It’s all good but it’s all the same

She’s so fine, keeping me in between the fence on it

It’s all good but it’s all the same