Tequila

I need a tequila la la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la

I think I see a pigeon up there on the corner of a
Building painted red like the Cannondale my father
Got me when got me when got me when I started racing
And I did alright but now I might be losing I don't know so
Looking right I see an angel floating at the corner of my shoulder
Look and see that yeah there is a devil on the left
And they started singing this melody together so
In stereo I know for sure that I need a tequila la la la

Oh Oh poor pigeon I can tell they
Got you down now got you down now got you down now got you way down
Calling you the rat of birds and kind of words
That'll hurt real real real real real bad (response: That’ll make you feel real…)
And I know you walk around down there on the ground sure you do
Following us waiting for crumbs yeah but
You can also fly high
And I wonder if I need a tequila la la la