For your little taste of freedom Never around when you need him Just when you wanna have fun...
On streets that were paved with no plans Wanted to mess around 3 end Hope that the natives aren't done Don't forget: this moment arrives every four years Conversations smothered by your cheers To think for the rest of the boys
I never took notes before this one This moment's too smart for your boyfriend Don't believe in the books that he's read Talk about time of the season Never remember the reason Should have listened to common/comet instead Gone in the car of the people To eastern islands and film school Photos of your prison stay