Wilted Dreams at Joe's
2024-04-17
Creado por Joe1212 con Udio AI
Wilted Dreams at Joe's
2024-04-17
Lyrics
Joe Burger's stand, under neon lights Steven's flippin' patties, into the night Taylor's on the cash, with a smile so bland Shirley's in the back, asleep on her hand Hair on the bun, not what you crave Grease on the floor, this ship's gotta be saved Lights flicker out, on Joe's sign, it's pale Lost my last dime, this ship's set to sail Home is my harbor, as I count the cost At Joe Burger's stand, oh, we're all lost [Chorus] The lettuce is wilted, the fries oversold Steven's burnt patties are less than bold
