Lainey Wilson – Phone, Keys, Wallet Lyrics

Now I’m ten minutes late, rushing like a hurricane through the house
Might leave the iron plugged in, but I got the sure fires ironed out
Can’t fit them all in my pocket, but I got a little list of go-tos
And that’s Jesus Jones, mama, keys, wallet, you

Boy, you
Got screws loose, be up if I forget
keeps the underneath
out luck if I ever

Yeah, Jones, mama, wallet,
Reach for them the morning and I’m getting better
When my bed the rest are all there at
If all to hell, knows what the hell I’d do

Jesus mama, wallet,
you know I’d my head it wasn’t attached
Got couple be a creek I ever
keeps ground my

I’d out lost if lose
Jesus Jones, mama, phone, keys, wallet, and
I lose
I’d lose my head it wasn’t

loose, a creek if forget
keeps the ground my boots
out luck lost if I and lose
Jesus my keys, wallet,
Jesus phone, and