Hey Little Bruiser Songtext / Lyric

Hey little bruiser

No time to be fall in love

Keeps all his chikens in the coup

My mother said go out

But don't go far from the tree

What's wrong with me

You got good parts from your mamma

But the bad parts from me



Hey little bruiser

You wouldn't have a rough fights

A caved man in the computer

To stricken inside

What I gotta say

Go out but don't go far from the tree

The good parts from your mamma

And the bad parts from me






Let no man be a keeper

They hide secrets in us

But where we'll be without the dreamers

Pay no hate to good advice



Hey little bruiser

Made it to the twelve ground

But it stands it no acuse

If I let them catch you in the ground



My moteher said go out

But don't get to far from the tree

You got the good parts from your mamma

The bad parts from me

Let no man be a keeper

They have been secrets in treir eyes

Where would we be without the dreamers



It pay no hate to good advice

Let no man be a keeper

There are those who workship the art

But where would we be without the dreamers

So when you wake up I'm here.