Didn’t Have to Drink Lyrics by Haley Mae Campbell
Like clockwork, on Saturday night
My number comes to your mind
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Like clockwork, on Saturday night
My number comes to your mind
Whiskey’s whatever, I can take it or leave it
Tequila’s a little better, but I still don’t really need it
Lightning, hard to catch it when it’s striking
And it only ever hits you for a second then it’s gone
Never been, never been in love
It’s the look on your face when you look at me
The way you move is like a full on rainstorm
I’m a house of cards