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Got a wishbone drying on the windowsill in my kitchen,
Just in case I wake up and realise I've chosen wrong.
I love this life that I have,
The vine hanging over the door
And the dog who comes when I call,
But I wonder sometimes what I'm missing.
My hot blood's been burning for so many summers now,
It's time to cool it down
Wherever that leads.
‘Cause all the beautiful girls, they will fade like the roses,
And all the times they will change, it'll all come around.
I don't know,
Maybe I'm just stoned at the nail salon,
Maybe I'm just stoned at the nail salon again.
Got a memory of waiting in your bed wearing only my earrings,
We'd go dancing all over the land mines under our town.
But the sun has to rise,
When it does, we'll divide up the papers,
Two former hell-raisers,
I'm still crazy for you, babe.
My hot blood's been burning for so many summers now,
It's time to cool it down
Wherever that leads.
‘Cause all the music you loved at sixteen, you'll grow out of
And all the times they will change, it'll all come around.
I don't know,
Maybe I'm just stoned at the nail salon,
Maybe I'm just stoned at the nail salon again.
Oh, make it good,
Oh, make it good,
I'd ride and I'd ride on the carousel round and round forever if I could,
But it's time to cool it down,
Whatever that means.
Spend all the evenings you can with the people who raised you,
Cause all the times they will change, it'll all come around.
I don't know,
Maybe I'm just stoned at the nail salon,
Maybe I'm just stoned at the nail salon again
Just in case I wake up and realise I've chosen wrong.
I love this life that I have,
The vine hanging over the door
And the dog who comes when I call,
But I wonder sometimes what I'm missing.
My hot blood's been burning for so many summers now,
It's time to cool it down
Wherever that leads.
‘Cause all the beautiful girls, they will fade like the roses,
And all the times they will change, it'll all come around.
I don't know,
Maybe I'm just stoned at the nail salon,
Maybe I'm just stoned at the nail salon again.
Got a memory of waiting in your bed wearing only my earrings,
We'd go dancing all over the land mines under our town.
But the sun has to rise,
When it does, we'll divide up the papers,
Two former hell-raisers,
I'm still crazy for you, babe.
My hot blood's been burning for so many summers now,
It's time to cool it down
Wherever that leads.
‘Cause all the music you loved at sixteen, you'll grow out of
And all the times they will change, it'll all come around.
I don't know,
Maybe I'm just stoned at the nail salon,
Maybe I'm just stoned at the nail salon again.
Oh, make it good,
Oh, make it good,
I'd ride and I'd ride on the carousel round and round forever if I could,
But it's time to cool it down,
Whatever that means.
Spend all the evenings you can with the people who raised you,
Cause all the times they will change, it'll all come around.
I don't know,
Maybe I'm just stoned at the nail salon,
Maybe I'm just stoned at the nail salon again
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