Relatively Well Dressed Lyrics - Lolo

Sitting in the corner of the bar 

And the neon beer sign up above your head flickers on 

Like a bright idea just popped into your dirty, dirty mind 

Small talk- can't call me like a dog 

Hey, Mr. Rolex-And-Casmere-Sweater, 

I hope you got dressed for the cold, cold weather 

Oh you're rich, but your talk is cheap 

And it's not gonna work, gonna work on me 

You might be relatively well dressed 

You got your pants pressed 

It doesn't mean you're ever getting into mine 

You might be relatively well dressed 

You got your pants pressed 

It doesn't mean you're ever getting into mine 

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Keep those bloodshot baby blues to yourself now 

Keep those bloodshot baby blues to yourself now 

Here comes Brandon, Bartender to ask me if there's anything I want 

And I just want this man to leave me alone 

The more uncomfortable he gets, the more he checks his watch 

I'm hoping that it's time he goes home 

I'd say I like the color of your Oxford suit 

But I hate to say I like a single thing about you 

And oh you're rich, but your talk is cheap 

And it's not gonna work, gonna work on me 

You might be relatively well dressed 

You got your pants pressed 

It doesn't mean you're ever getting into mine 

You might be relatively well dressed 

You got your pants pressed 

It doesn't mean you're ever getting into mine 

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Keep those bloodshot baby blues to yourself now 

Keep those bloodshot baby blues to yourself now 

Hey, Mr. Rolex-And-Casmere-Sweater, 

I hope you got dressed for the cold, cold weather 

I'd say I like the color of your Oxford suit 

But I hate to say I like a single thing about you 

And oh you're rich, but your talk is cheap 

And it's not gonna work, gonna work on me 

You might be relatively well dressed 

You got your pants pressed 

It doesn't mean you're ever getting into mine 

You might be relatively well dressed 

You got your pants pressed 

It doesn't mean you're ever getting into mine 

Keep those bloodshot baby blues to yourself now 

Keep those bloodshot baby blues to yourself now 

Keep those bloodshot baby blues to yourself now 

Keep those bloodshot baby blues to yourself now