Can't Find The Door Lyrics by Backyard Babies

Can't Find The Door

Excuse me
I need a little more money
Just a drink to score
But I can tell you honey
I need a hundred more
I gotta give myself
What Im looking for
Gotta feed my head now, ones for all
With two scary Bloody Marys and a Thunderball, baby
Its gonna be alright now, baby
Its gonna be alright, Im doing fine
I said one, two, three and a little bit more
Oh, my God, I cant, cant find the door
I cant find the door
I cant find the door
I cant find the door
I cant stand straight
But I can think right
With my Frisco San Fransisco Im still growing up
Mature all the way to the Lucifer cup, baby
Its gonna be alright now, baby
Its gonna be alright, Im doing fine
I said one, two, three and a little bit more
Oh, my God, I cant, cant find the door
I cant find the door
I cant find the door
I cant find the door
I aint want no Soda
And no female Ginger Ale
`Cause I need special treatment so I can go home
Maybe Ill make it to the five o clock loan, man
Its gonna be alright now, baby
Its gonna be alright, Im doing fine
I said one, two, three and a little bit more
Oh, my God, I cant, cant find the door
I cant find the door
I cant find the door
I said one, two, three and a little bit more
Oh, my God
one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine
Wheres the door?
Wait a minute honey
Oh, my God, yeah