Pretty girl, wreckin' bar,. Ra ra ra ra yeah you are!. Growin' up, I'm twice the man,. Yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah I am!. . The angels gave F. Scott Fitzgerald,.
Pretty girl, wreckin' bar,. Ra ra ra ra yeah you are!. Growin' up, I'm twice the man,. Yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah I am!. . The angels gave F. Scott Fitzgerald,.
If at some point we all succumb. For goodness sake let us be young. Because time gets harder to outrun. And I'm nobody, I'm not done. With a cool cool breeze and dirty knees.