We're getting all of this on camera
Well you can use it in the courts
He feels like getting condemned, for acts of s** with young men
Oh, regardless of how painfully short
But we are singing, there ain't too much on our minds
The back is brimming, with people having a time
I think there's trouble coming ashore
But that's a pa**ing fad, us kids aren't sad anymore
We are on the verge
Of the blow out of all time
But that is none of our concern
Hey__
Your daddy says he's never met me
And that my, reputation is such
That he don't want me around, taking you on the town
Well I can promise that we did touch
(Thank you, sir!)
Can you drive me, drive me home?
My girl is drunk, and I'm alone
The road is further than before
A miracle to touch my door
We have forgotten, forgotten how to dance
A cardboard cutout, in an awkward stance
Delivering a message to you
To shake your a** ma'am, when you are in my room!