Out on the Airstrip Lyrics

Ah, take me with you
You ground the fly boy
You'll be clear for miles
They're throwing a party
They're throwing vialsYou been wearing a gym suit
Flagging him down
Now to land this big ass bird
Then pussy boundOut on the airstrip
The weather's is clear
Nothing be ugly
Can see him in hereOut on the airstrip
The weather's so clear
Nothing so ugly
Can see him in hereJohn hear of duress's
We're only guided, yeah
We're doing ninety
We're doing fine
Oh, we're almost thereWe're up there

Way the fuck up there
Wine and having some bud
Side door high post slow mo
Like no gun, no luckOut on the airstrip
The weather's is clear
Nothing be ugly
Can see him in hereOut on the airstrip
The weather's so clear
Nothing so ugly
Can see him in hereAnd the girl's claps were always wild
When I asked her what that town did for shits
Well, she just rolled onto the runway
And flashed me a picture of her kidWhen the sun came up, she was hidden
And the speed baller started taking her high
I swore that morning
Girl, we're gonna fly, we're gonna flyOut on the airstrip
The weather's is clear
Nothing be ugly
Can see him in hereOut on the airstrip
The weather's so goddamn clear
No nothing so ugly
Who is gonna buy you a meal, no
Songwriters
Roeser Edward M; Kaatrud Nathan JPublished by
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