Tequila

I need a tequila la la la la la la la la la la La la la la la la la la I think I see a pigeon up there on the corner of a Building painted red like the Cannondale my father Got me when got me when got me when I started racing And I did alright but now I might be losing I don't know so Looking right I see an angel floating at the corner of my shoulder Look and see that yeah there is a devil on the left And they started singing this melody together so In stereo I know for sure that I need a tequila la la la Oh Oh poor pigeon I can tell they Got you down now got you down now got you down now got you way down Calling you the rat of birds and kind of words That'll hurt real real real real real bad (response: That’ll make you feel real…) And I know you walk around down there on the ground sure you do Following us waiting for crumbs yeah but You can also fly high And I wonder if I need a tequila la la la