How To Say Louisville, Lovers

How you say Louisville You come into my life without warning And knock me down to the flooring My eyes get up before my body See you standing there looking naughty I hold out my hand Pull you down and we roll across the green land Over the roads and over the trees Until we get to California and smoke weed And we fly over the stars Looking down at the cars We fly to France And buy new pants Then walk the streets And look on the ground and find some keys To a car that fits only you and me And we drive the gas lit street To a shop where there is a man And he has a piece of paper in his hand And a little green He gives them to us and alittle canteen We take a drink And start to think And smoke a little And fly back over the puddle Land as high as fools Back in Louisville.