Graphic novels on the bed, someone sleeping in your lap You can't juggle so you confide the abilities you lack So you've told him where you've been and where you're going to You sketch out a picture of Billy Corgan and take off for a week or two
Now, I know that you can't hide for too long You won't brush your hair and you hate to sleep along
But tonight? (Tonight, tonight) You've got instant messenger
Goodnight Miss Oliver, where ever you may lie Since you got knocked up, I hope it's all going alright You can live vicariously through someone else Instead of taking off as soon as you can be yourself
I remember the stories of what your father did And other tales that kept changing when you didn't like the end
Your brother always seemed like a stand up guy But the rest of the saga was so fantastic, it had to be a lie A homeless little waif in elementary walls But anybody who looks like you can never be alone for long
Goodnight Miss Oliver, where ever you may lie Since you got knocked up, I hope it's all going alright You can live vicariously through someone else Instead of taking off as soon as you can be yourself
Goodnight Miss Oliver, on this cold Texas night A vegan bakery waits for you in the dawnzer lee light Take care Miss Oliver, and no matter what you do Be sure one day that your children can keep better track of youTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.