Lay me down
Put me out
Call me home
Let me know
I’m ready to go
'Cause I was down
Now I’ve flown
Oh, what’s reality lately?
Remember dreams seemed far away
Was pinching pennies like Lane and Hardaway
But now my beats make fees for holidays in Greece
And I don’t mean John Travolta
Remember dreams seemed far away
Was pinching pennies like Lane and Hardaway
But now my beats make fees for holidays in Greece
And I don’t mean John Travolta
And I don’t mean John Travolta (yeah)
And I don’t mean John Travolta
Dancing under sunset, in the mountains, just reflecting for the day
I’ve seen this in my head a million times
But to see it come to life is just insane (hey, hey, hey, hey)
Champagne and orange juice mimosas were Pulp Fiction the way (hey, hey, hey,
hey)
That can all get confusing, it’s amusing but tonight (celebrate)
Lay me down
Put me out
Call me home
Let me know
I’m ready to go
'Cause I was down
Now I’ve flown
Oh, what’s reality lately? (oh)
Remember dreams seemed far away
Was pinching pennies like Lane and Hardaway
But now my beats make fees for holidays in Greece
And I don’t mean John Travolta
Remember dreams seemed far away
Was pinching pennies like Lane and Hardaway
But now my beats make fees for holidays in Greece
And I don’t mean John Travolta
Lay me down
Put me out
Call me home
Let me know
I’m ready to go
'Cause I was down
Now I’ve flown
Oh, what’s reality lately? (oh)
Remember dreams seemed far away
Was pinching pennies like Lane and Hardaway
But now my beats make fees for holidays in Greece
And I don’t mean John Travolta
Remember dreams seemed far away
Was pinching pennies like Lane and Hardaway
But now my beats make fees for holidays in Greece
And I don’t mean John Travolta
Far away
Hardaway
Holiday
Don’t mean John Travolta
Far away
Hardaway
Holiday
Put me out
Call me home
Far away
And I don’t mean John Travolta
Don’t mean John Travolta
Call me home
I’m ready to go