Staring at the Sun Songtext

OH! You better keep your head down low, ohhhhh.

You got me staring at you,
I wanna do what you do.
I wanna go where you go.
I wanna fly where you flew.
I wanna know what you know,
I wanna know your name.
You're the fortune,
You're the fame,
You're the fire,
You're the flame.

I got fish in a barrel, you got a shotgun.
Been so cool, I'm on the hot sun.
Beat down on me, the heat's all on me.
I hear WHOOP WHOOP, but oh, I can't run.
The reason I want that fancy car,
The only reason that I'm at the bar,
The reason I hear the song that I hate And all of a sudden, I'm dancing hard.

She's got you on the run now,
Who's the smoke and gun boy,
Look at what you've done,
Stop staring at the sun.
She's got you on the run now,
Who's the smoke and gun boy,
Look at what you've done,
Stop staring at the sun.
The sun, stop staring at the sun.
The sun, the sun, stop staring at the, staring at the sun.
OH! You better keep your head down low, ohhhhh.

You're everything that I want,
You're everything that I see.
I like the way that you...