Blood Brothers

(We have to hurry, oh)
 (We have to hurry, hurry)
 (We have to hurry) (oh-oh)
 (We have, we have, we have)
 We have to hurry, oh
 We have to hurry (hurry)
 We have to hurry (ooh-oh)
 We have to hurry
 We see eye to eye
 Happy to jump the line
 See you in 3D
 Cut my hand gently
 Helping you make your bed
 Waiting inside your head
 You're giving away the ending
 We should stop pretending
 Doc says, "Girl, take one pill"
 And you whisper "Double that, double that"
 What was I like before you?
 Well, I can't answer that, answer that
 Wrap me up in secrets
 And one day, we'll let it out, let it out
 I can kiss you for free now
 For free now
 Why, why, why I feel like a million-dollar bill?
 Hanging off your arm so chill
 Hell no, I'm not like the others
 We're the only blood brothers
 Why, why, why I feel like a million-dollar bill?
 Hanging off your arm so chill
 How might we tell your mother
 That I'm your little blood brother?
 You sit in my car like some superstar
 On the count of three lean in, check too, when I listen
 To the woods, it's me and you
 And you like my uniform
 I start work 1 p.m. so we just fuck around 'til then
 Doc says, "Girl, take one pill"
 And you whisper "Double that, double that"
 What was I like before you?
 Well I can't answer that, answer that
 Wrap me up in secrets
 And one day, we'll let it out, let it out
 I can kiss you for free now
 For free now
 Why, why, why I feel like a million-dollar bill?
 Hanging off your arm so chill
 Hell no, I'm not like the others
 We're the only blood brothers
 Why, why, why I feel like a million-dollar bill?
 Hanging off your arm so chill
 How might we tell your mother
 That I'm your little blood brother?
 All you are, all I said
 Couldn't break apart and you're a little more dead
 I feel my words won't work now, it's all I have
 I want it, I want it, I want it more (more, I want it more)
 Why, why, why I feel like a million-dollar bill?
 Hanging off your arm so chill
 Hell no, I'm not like the others
 We're the only blood brothers
 Why, why, why I feel like a million-dollar bill?
 Hanging off your arm so chill
 How might we tell your mother
 That I'm your little blood brother?
 (We have to hurry, oh)
 (We have to hurry) (hurry)
 (We have to hurry) (oh-oh)
 (We have to hurry)
 I'm your little blood brother
 (We have to hurry, oh)
 (We have to hurry) (hurry)
 (We have to hurry) (oh-oh)
 (We have to hurry)
 I'm your little blood brother
 (We have to hurry, oh)
 (We have to hurry) (hurry)
 (We have to hurry) (oh-oh)
 (We have to hurry) (oh-oh)