Got absinthe, got Gaudi And I got Jamboree Got my chicas Maria, Anna, Monica And I got Noemi (A what cha gotta) Got Picasso blue And I got the Good Bar
Virginia backyards, suburban life Don't wake the parents of Potomac tonight Rolled on the couch by the TV's light In the basement, no one else in sight
I'm a good guy for a gal So won't you look my palm over? I've got time for a chat So won't you tell me my future? I'm gonna break down at fifty And I
Hello, hello, hello, hello You know it's good to see you here again To be back with my friends Where the work's not hard And the century is closing down
When I was 14 I listened to ray and the kids News everyday Second door Now I have to see Playing those records so loud The way it should be Now
You're ten years older than I I bet you think that I'm so young You wont get on with your life I treat it and get it baby See, I just got back from
Kawaba, Kawaba, Kawaba, hey I know a girl, lives off the coast of Spain Twenty-one in the prime of her life Friends are the most important thing she'
Well it's five in the morning and I'm pacing down Harrow Road (Harrow Road, Harrow Road) And melatonin don't help no matter the dose (The dose, the dose
Well, it's alright She says it's alright It's alright (Alright) She says it's alright (Alright) It's alright (Alright) She says it's alright (Alright
Hoo hoo, I need your huggin' I'm here my fears close guarded Youth costing less than the next flight You love the beautiful West Side The beach and gorgeous
Sometimes, I feel like being young Jumpin' around, jumpin' around There can be a comfort in being loud Marshall stack loud Acting 'bout half my age Everything
Daybreak on the motorway to Damascus A heavenly angel flagged me down and asked for a ride into town For God's sake, on the motorway to Damascus This
Jaime says Sense you called yesterday I have felt so swell Come Back Come Back From Mexico I need your strength I need your help Hating Me Wont
Nice surprise I haven't seen you in so long We laugh and you smile and I stroke your hair Drive me home in the same old car, the 4th of July What am I
Verse 1: What a strange day, put your head out the door way into the streets where the kids play a game you used to know. As the day sets, into the sky
It's about time you made a choice of when you're coming over I asked you a long time ago, but still there's no word Of when you'll leave your friends
Is this it? Are we done? Must we carry on? Like such fools, shameless fools Is it finally over? Why when I call Must it take so long? Many weeks, sometimes
Let's get up and leave this town I just want to go right now Once we get out of here No one will notice that we disappeared So what do you say we go
