Britrock

Whoa

And it is not the cause but maybe the effects
That has me feeling bad for these kids I've never met
The ones who sit in class, saying, "I know all the answers"
But never raise their hands, 'cause they're scared of all the laughter

And I know freedom's here, I can feel it on my lips
I feel it in my bones and I feel it in my hips
But the party's almost over, and I haven't said a word
Oh, yeah, baby, there's motive here for sure

I wanna get old with you again
So old with you again
I wanna see my babies grow up really fast
On the eastern side of France
I wanna get old with you again
Get old with you again
I wanna see my babies grow up really fast
On the eastern side of France

And she wants me at the bottom, I'm running my mouth
And there's tears in my eyes and my head in my hands
And I open my trunk, yeah, I open my trunk
And my baseball cards are still in there, they're still in there

Hold on, wake up
Get drunk, get fucked up
And hold on, wake up
Get drunk, get fucked up
And hold on, wake up
Get drunk, get fucked up
And hold on, wake up
Get drunk, get fucked up

And get old with you again
And get old with you again
I wanna see my babies grow up really fast
On the eastern side of France
I wanna get old with you again
Get old with you again
I wanna see my babies grow up really fast
On the eastern side of France

Said, she wants me at the bottom, I'm running my mouth
And there's tears in my eyes, and my head in my hands
And I open my trunk, yeah, I open my trunk
And my baseball cards are still in there, they're still in there

Hold on for me
Don't forget this
Hold on for me
Don't forget this
Don't