Potluck - Jamie Verney

Two weeks said Monica

We walked across the stars

We got our hands wet in the water

Hidden all alone in a phonebooth, baby

I’m locked up for weeks

No one’s here alone and no harming

Maybe we’ll move in crowds of three

You’ve got insomnia

He’s got something for you

Seconds faster will start getting faster

Oh, so lift your dead weight follow me

Say that your headaches by the beach

Now you’ve got your license for the week

Potluck, baby

Hidden all alone in a phonebooth, baby

I’m locked up for weeks

No one’s here alone and no harming

Maybe we’ll move in crowds of three

Middle of the road in Hollywood

Boulevard of dreams, yeah

It’s just potluck, baby

I swear

Oh the jacuzzi’s on

We left on Perignon

How long you reckon this will last for?

You slip into my arm

Getting tied up the fun

It’s cool, act natural in disaster

Hidden all alone in a phonebooth, baby

I’m locked up for weeks

No one’s here alone and no harming

Maybe we’ll move in crowds of three

Middle of the road in Hollywood

Boulevard of dreams, yeah

It’s just potluck, baby

I swear (x4)

I know the way we’re going

Oh, so lift your dead weight follow me

Say that your headaches by the beach

Hidden all alone in a phonebooth, baby

I’m locked up for weeks

No one’s here alone and no harming

Maybe we’ll move in crowds of three

Middle of the road in Hollywood

Boulevard of dreams, yeah

It’s just potluck, baby

I swear (x4)

It’s the potluck, baby