A girl so beautiful sleeps on the couch. There's a little baby in her blouse. She is my only one true love. In the world. Cause she's my fucking girl.
I had a little night on the weekend. I was just hanging from the ceiling. I shouldn't have my check up. 'Cause no one really knows when it all runs out.
I've been tired, I've been tired, I've been tired, I've been tired. You've been gone, you've been gone, you've been gone, you've been gone. I've been tired, I've been tired, I've been tired, I've been tired.
Live wide awake, yeah. Am I a stranger. Just all alone. Addicted to my other self. I'll re-arrange ya'. I'll out of place ya'. Where everybody's something else.
Take it back to saturday. I was in a k-hole. Laying out in the pouring rain. On and on and on, oh no. I could take the sky away. Put it in a payphone.
Cannonball. Cannonball. . You're kicking on back when the zig-zag put you on the floor. But the Beach Boys bring that endless summer to your room. From the dive bar you can make it to that sold-out show.