Repeat Caller - Max Leone

Lyrics by：Max Leone/Aaron Paul O'Brien

Composed by：Max Leone/Aaron Paul O'Brien

Took the backroads on the way down

Didn't want to go home so we stayed out

At a Chevron buying scratch-offs

Losing everything we paid that's some bad odds

Motel pool it's a hot day

Taking pictures of you posing in the hallway

In the back seat it's a cold night

When you're rolling down the window I just feel like

Ah there must be something in the water

I feel like spending all my dollars on ya

And if you're feeling smaller

I'll come back like a repeat caller

But you know me and I know you

In a couple months this will all just be old news

So let's make the front page

They'll read about us triple digits on the freeway

Ah there must be something in the water

I feel like spending all my dollars on ya

And if you're feeling smaller

I'll come back like a repeat caller

I'm callin' on ya

I come back like a repeat caller ah

I'm callin' on ya

I come back like a repeat caller

The card declined we dash and dine

These yelllow traffic lights we'll make a run for it

Park on the bluff with the vodka buck

Is it not enough

There must be something in the water

I feel like spending all my dollars on ya

Standing three feet taller

I'll come back like a repeat caller

Ah there must be something in the water

I feel like spending all my dollars on ya

And if you're feeling smaller

I'll come back like a-uh

I'll come back like a

I'm callin' on ya

I come back like a repeat caller

I'm callin' on ya

I come back like a repeat caller