Laura and the Storm - The dmv song

I have questions in my back pocket you have answers in your head
maybe we should get together
maybe we should write a quiz
let me take a ride on your hot air balloon, you can take the wheel
Throw hot flames from your eardrums, set us in the air
If your body is a temple, then mine's a DMV
Nothing quite so lonely as a room full of people you'll never meet

Set your beer down in the sand, don't let the tide roll in
Set your chai tea down in the sand, don't let the tide roll in
Set your kombucha down in the sand, don't let the tide roll in
Pick out your lottery tickets and hope that you don't win
Ooooooh

Let the coyotes blow their horns, let the trains howl at the moon
Take a number and stand in line, someone will be with you soon
Hang up your laundry, pair up your socks
Sow hearts into your garden, sell them as organic crops
If your body is a temple, then mine's a DMV
I'm sorry I won't wait for you like you would wait for me

Set your whiskey down in the sand, don't let the tide roll in
Set your sprite down in the sand, don't let the tide roll in
Set your moonshine down in the sand, don't let the tide roll in
Set your beer down in the sand, don't let the tide roll in
Set your body down in the sand, and let the tide roll in

Written by:
Laura Cerny

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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