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Jason Blaine

Cool

 

Cool

(album: Life So Far - 2011)


Cool was a cigarette,
A Stones cassette,
And my tore up jeans.
Cool was a fast car,
My first guitar,
And a fake ID.

Had it all figured out, but if you ask me now,
Cool was pulling in the driveway,
You in a sundress,
Watering the roses.
Grooving to the music in your head, girl
In my world,
That's Cool.

Cool was some Friday fun,
Being 21,
Johnnie Walker red,
Cool was waking up,
In my buddy's truck,
With a pounding head.

But I wouldn't trade those years,
Cause I know they led me here,
Cool breeze blowing through the window,
Waking up slow,
Sun on your shoulders,
You pullin me back into bed, girl
In my world,
That's Cool.

Cool is a heartbeat,
On a little screen,
8 weeks along.
Cool is a baby,
And the way she,
Looks just like her mom.

Yea things have changed a bit,
Ain't life a crazy trip?
Now, cool is pulling in the driveway,
You in your bare feet,
Dancing with the baby,
Grooving to a lullaby, my girls
My whole world
Man, that's cool.
That's cool.

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