, meet me tonight If you will dare, I will dare Meet me anyplace or anywhere or anytime Now, I don't care, meet me tonight If you will dare, I will dare How young
Well, she's kind of like an artist Sittin' on the floor Never finishes, she abandons Never shows a soul And she's kind of like a movie Everyone rushes
{Go home This is the Minneapolis Police The party's over If you all just grab your stuff and leave There won't be any hassle The party's been closed The
Everybody at your party They don't look depressed Everybody dressin' funny Color me impressed Stayin' out late tonight Won't be gettin' any sleep Givin
I'll write you a letter tomorrow Tonight I can't hold a pen Someone's got a stamp that I can borrow I promise not to blow the address again Lights that
Read about your band in some local page Didn't mention your name, didn't mention your name Sweet Georgia breezes, safe, cool and warm I headed up north
are the sons of no one Bastards of young We are the sons of no one Bastards of young The daughters and the sons Young, young, young Take it, it's yours
children by the million sing for Alex Chilton When he comes 'round They sing, "I'm in love What's that song? Yeah, I'm in love, with that song" So we will
Why am I bored right outta my skull? Man, I'm dressin' sharp an' feelin' dull Lonely, I guess that's where I'm from If I was from Canada Then I'd best
that vest with nothing underneath Looking her best in the Florida heat Sent a message to the boys She was wearing that vest with nothing underneath She be looking her best
You take the skyway, high above the busy little one-way In my stupid hat and gloves, at night I lie awake Wonderin' if I'll sleep Wonderin' if we'll meet
A hush was the first word you were taught And they watched you wear The clothes they claimed they bought They brought you down to watch the merry go around
Try to breathe some life into a letter Losing hope, never be again My courage is at it's peak You know what I mean How do say you're, "Okay" to an answering
On the bus, that's where we're ridin' On the bus, okay, don't say hi, then Your tongue, your transfer Your hand, your answer On the bus, everyone's lookin
Well, a person can work up a mean, mean thirst After a hard day of nothin' much at all Summer's passed, it's too late to cut the grass There ain't much
You look me in the eye Then tell me, that I'm satisfied Is you satisfied? You look me in the eye Then tell me, that I'm satisfied Hey, are you satisfied
I could live without so much I can die without a clue Sun keeps risin' in the west I keep on wakin' fully confused I've never seen no mountain Never
