Lyrics Hobo Johnson

Hobo Johnson

Mover Awayer

One-two-three-four-five-six-do it!

(Yeah)

Fear the m-

(They've got a hot one for you)

Fear the m-

Fear the man who lives without love

And the lover who lives without fear

Fear the man who always wants to fight, he's not a talker

Fear the talker who never wants to fight

He's got no guts

Fear the man who knows he's gonna die

So he cries every night and just denies his life's beauty

And fear the man who has heaven in his plans

So he gets so complacent that he doesn't call his family

Fear the man who doesn't understand

That there's a million fish in the sea, but

Fear the girl who he really thinks is a different species, she'll rip your heart out

She makes my Mondays feel like Fridays

(Give me a break)

She makes my Ruby Tuesdays taste like Benihanas

(Give me a break)

And all I've really wanted

(Give me a break)

For us to get along

For us to get along

She makes my Mondays feel like Fridays

(Give me a break)

She makes my Ruby Tuesdays taste like Benihanas

(Give me a break)

And all I've really wanted

(Give me a break)

For us to get along

For us to get along

(Give me a break)

My girl moved away, huh

Can't help but think it's something that I say that

Makes her flee my loving arms and smiling face

And moves to a place where nobody even lovingly says her name

You know, it's something that I'd do

Like not text back for a day or two, that says she deserves someone better, but

Every single guy she's ever loved to me sounds really fucking dumb, and stupid

If I become a man

I'll grab your cheek with my unwavering hand and

I'll tell you that I'll never second guess all the lovely love we made

And you don't want kids but let's think about it someday, you know

But you moved away and I

I grabbed you tight and then

I helped you to your car in that shitty parking lot, you know

I really miss you, and I hope that you miss me too

I really hope that you miss me too

She makes my Mondays feel like Fridays

(Give me a break)

She makes my Ruby Tuesdays taste like Benihanas

(Give me a break)

And all I've really wanted

(Give me a break)

For us to get along

For us to get along

She makes my Mondays feel like Fridays

(Give me a break)

She makes my Ruby Tuesdays taste like Benihanas

(Give me a break)

And all I've really wanted

(Give me a break)

For us to get along

For us to get along

(One-two-three-four-five-six-do it!)

(Give me a break)

(Give me a break)

(Give me a break)

In the more beautiful of films

The hopeless protagonist dies in the end

And whether his eyes stay shut

Or he just stops caring enough

It feels the same

You made my Mondays feel like Fridays

You made my Ruby Tuesdays taste like Benihanas

And all I've really wanted

Was for us to get along

(Give me a break)