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Lyricist: Maisie Peters
Lyrics:
One of us was married To an ex-marine with a blonde down the block He said commitment's scary Then he left her alone with a house and a dog so So she ran to daddy And he said, 'That man's a loser, call your friends up' And we pulled a chair up
Oh, pass your phone to the right (to the right) Text an ex-love 'goodbye'
It's another sad girl summer Flowers on the side of the road Traveling beside each other No one has to dance on their own Oh-oh, so Take my hand and Lose his number You don't have to have another Sad girl summer Raise your glass, let it go
One of us is messy She got dumped by he-who-won't-be-mentioned She's vodka Coke unsteady So we're secretly staging an intervention Change your shoes, get ready That boy is such a loser Put your hair up And she pulls a chair up
Oh, pass your phone to the right (to the right) Text an ex-love 'goodbye'
It's another sad girl summer Flowers on the side of the road Traveling beside each other No one has to dance on their own, oh-oh, so Take my hand and lose his number You don't have to have another Sad girl summer Raise your glass, let it go
Find your lip gloss Blow a kiss Forget the boy Ever existed Find your lip gloss Blow a kiss Forget the boy Ever existed
Pass your phone to the right (to the right) Text an ex-love 'goodbye'
It's another sad girl summer Flowers on the side of the road Traveling beside each other No one has to dance on their own, oh-oh, so Take my hand (take my hand) And lose his number (lose his number) You don't have to have another Sad girl summer Raise your glass, let it go
Let it go
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