Tyler Parkford - Valet lyrics

You're planning to park cars. Hang your head on yourself. Revving up a go get to make her, trust fund on your belt. And everybody's got big plans. Just don't count on yourself. You're better to lose. Anywho's Limousine driver, grabbing too up the hearse. Doesn't look like I'm better because the feeling's only worse. Check your vitals you're a dead man. You're dragging your name, along through the dirt. He looks like it hurts. I never said I'd make it easy babe. But my hearts the man. (We can feel alone.) I never said I'd take it easy babe. I'm a working man. (We can feel alone.) Call your friends into a combination. (We can feel alone.) Well, I told you. In a well we left unknown. Well, I told you. And the love we kept alone. It's the beating of your mad heir. Cruising in my jet fighter. Doing flips with the birds. Would you cover my tail man, if I made a careless turn? And everybody's got big plans. Just don't count on yourself. You're better to lose. Anywho's I never said I'd make it easy babe. But my hearts the man. (We can feel alone.) I never said I'd take it easy babe. I'm a working man. (We can feel alone.) Call your friends into a combination. (We can feel the jolts.) Well, I told you. Of the wells in faiser tones. Well, I told you. Of the skies of noble oaths. Well, I told you. And the bombs we dropped below. It's the beating of your mad heir. You know my lady. She drives my Mercedes. I want you. You know my lady. She drives my Mercedes. I want you. You know my lady. She drives my Mercedes. I want you. You know my lady. She drives my Mercedes. I want you. I want you. I want you. I want you.