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Kelsea Ballerini - Baggage Lyrics

Baggage lyrics by Kelsea Ballerini

I don’t pack light, I travel for a living
Mm
And I don’t abide by that 50-pound limit
On that Delta flight out West, I’m there every other Wednesday
But my heart ain’t up in the air, so if you want me

Clear out a drawer, clear out a shelf
I wouldn’t want to do it with anybody else
Everything that’s heavy, I check it at the door
Kind of feel like I don’t need it anymore
I got some bones of old skeletons
From the old house at the dead end
I got baggage, but I’m moving in

We both slept on a mattress with “I love you” people
Mm
Did, I even took it all the way to the steeple
So, boy, I know the weight and gravity of key chains with same keys
But if you want that “Welcome” mat, then roll it out with me and

Clear out a drawer, clear out a shelf
I wouldn’t want to do it with anybody else
Everything that’s heavy, I check it at the door
Kind of feel like I don’t need it anymore
I got some bones of old skeletons
From the old house at the dead end
I got baggage, but I’m moving in

To those thoughts in your head
My hand, back pocket of your jeans
Linen sheets in our bed
‘Cause home is when you’re with me
So

Clear out a drawer, clear out a shelf
I wouldn’t want to do it with anybody else
Everything that’s heavy, I check it at the door
Kind of feel like I don’t need it anymore
I got some bones of old skeletons
From the old house at the dead end
I got baggage, but I’m moving in

Clear out a drawer, clear out a shelf
I wouldn’t want to do it with anybody else

Kelsea Ballerini

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