Letras
Cottonhead, cottonhead
I say I will not
Go to Sober City, I won't
Curtailed times
Once all the best was mine
Tipp City, yeah, I'm still here
Tammy all day
I hate old people, I do
Everything dispensed that we missed
The busting studs said it was good
Woah, yeah
You got me going, you got me going
Woah, yeah
You got me going, you got me going
Peacock caught looking in a mirror
Stop drinking my beer
With dawn patrol on
I wanna be a city official
'Cause no one gets ya
Woah, yeah
You got me going, you got me going
Woah
You got me going, you got me going
Cottonhead, cottonhead
I have relations
With anonymous internet nation
Curtailed times
Once all the best was mine
Tipp City, yeah, I'm still here
Woah
You got me going, you got me going
Woah, yeah
You got me going, you got me going
You got me going, you got me going
You got me going, you got me going