Three little bugs sat on my window
And they told me I don’t need to worry
Summer came like cinnamon, so sweet
Little girls double touch on the concrete
Hmm, maybe sometimes, we’ll get it wrong but it’s alright
The more things seem to change
The more they stay the same
Ooh, don’t you hesitate
Girl, put your records on
Tell me your favorite song
You girl, hell at your hair down
Sad pattern faded genes
I hope you get your dream
Just girl, hell at your hair down
You’re gonna fang us up somewhere somehow
Blue wet this sky, sun runnin’ lonely
Sleepin’ tea and I bought by their outside (Just relax, just relax)
Don’t you let thou art the boys fool you
Call aloud that owl, throw ahead through
Maybe sometimes, we’ll feel afraid but it’s alright
The more you stay the same
The more they seem to change
Don’t you think it strange
Girl, put your records on
Tell me your favorite song
You girl, hell at your hair down
Sad pattern faded genes
I hope you get your dream
Just girl, hell at your hair down
You’re gonna fang us up somewhere somehow
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