You're the big old kid in the neighborhood Don't know my name, but I wish you would Do you want to go, maybe to a show We could take your car and the radio We could meet some girls Like we did that time Get drunk at rosehill on your grandpa's wine; Would you like my face if you saw me again? If we met today would we still be friends?
We can stay up late Take out the car Push it away Roll down the street You think she'll see?
We don't talk that much Not anymore; Three thousand miles can be such a bore Do you think of me Sometimes at night? Do you look at the phone and then walk on by? Take a photograph A frozen picture of a still-life scene and the two of us I still think of you every once in a while I sit and stare with a stupid smileTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
