Woorden:
Butch Walker 1 Summer Jam

Don't put another thing on my plate My brain is so full of your face I ate I counted the hours Since the minute that I drove by you And I got a scar

Vertaling: Walker, Butch. # 1 Summer Jam.

Don't put another thing on my plate My brain is so full of your face I ate I counted the hours Since the minute that I drove by you And I got a scar