The Criticals – IZZY

The Criticals – IZZY Lyrics

Artist: The Criticals
Song: IZZY

Izzy told me to hook up her yard
While blowing lines in the stall
We shook the cobblestone Man. City streets
‘Til the neon signs final call

Behind the eye of a tonic high
With a salt lick and a lime
The Belgian beauty with a pseudonym
Faded back to the night

I’m coming down with a fever
And my last cigarette
It was sure nice to meet you
I’m sure we’ll probably forget it

I’m thinking bout yesterday’s dream
What will it be tonight?
I lose my mind from time to time
And I’ve lost my lust for the light

I’m coming down with a fever
And my last cigarette
It was sure nice to meet you
I’m sure we’ll probably forget it

I got a funny feeling
That there’s some habits to break
It was sure nice to tag along
And find out what was too late

I’m coming down with a fever
And my last cigarette
It was sure nice to meet you
I’m sure we’ll probably forget it

I got a funny feeling
That there’s some habits to break
It was sure nice to tag along
And find out what was too late

Artists by Role
Reeve Anthony Powers: Writer
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Parker Forbes: Producer

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Cole Shugart: Producer
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From the album:
Izzy
Release Year: 2021