Hey Lover Lyrics - Stories Don't End - Dawes

Someone plays a solo on a saxophone 

Oh, you've never seen somebody throw their head so slow 

And I see her cringe your lips and drop an ear that way 

Scratch a dog behind its ear and it might do the same 

Hey Lover, hey Lover 

Hey Lover, hey Lover 

Blue and white racing stripe pick-up truck 

And when did I decide to grow this beard and gut? 

Well, I may be white but I don't like my people much 

But I want to raise with you and watch our younglings hatch, 

Fucking make the first letters of their first names match 

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Hey Lover, hey Lover 

Hey Lover, hey Lover 

Well I'm back into the boring life that I once led 

Stuffing white spread asshole on a sofa bed 

Sometimes I hate myself for trying to be so bold 

But nothing ever seems to get this story told 

Hey Lover, hey Lover 

Hey Lover, hey Lover 

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I never tell her when she plays a song I never heard 

Because I always learn the music and forget the words 

But I want to ride with her and I wish I sung that well 

Just copy, paste, Google search, and send it to myself 

Hey Lover, hey Lover 

Hey Lover, hey Lover