Carry me up them stairs with my white socks on And my pretty song Like my blue nail polish "What is all this?" You said of the mess upstairs "Don't be scared"
Daddy dearest, you know how I like to take trips Pops first stops at the K-Mart, buy me my peach lipgloss Cigarettes and lollipops for our trip across the USA
We're gonna party like it's 1949 We're in the Pontiac from July to July Gonna see it all before he says goodbye Gonna party like it's 1949
Carry me up the stairs with my white socks on And my blonde hair long You like my pin-up bodice and the solace That comes with the midnight air And my icy stare
It's the clearest when it's me and him alone He stops, he talks about all the ways he used to (indistinguishable) Dinerettes and soda pops for our trip across the USA
We're gonna party like it's 1949 We're in the Pontiac from July to July Gonna see it all before he says goodbye Gonna party like it's 1949
Daddy likes Blackpool Pleasure Beach and road stops Me, I like the Swiss Alps souvenir gift shops Late night midnight radio show talks Him and me, a big jailbreak
Ponytail and lollipops, dinerettes and soda pops New blue bathing suit, ruched tops and Cadillacs Blue Lake Carter docks, hopscotch, hot talk Alabama hard knocks, motel brass locksTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
