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Kalie Shorr

Class Of 2000

 

Class Of 2000

(album: The Y2K Mixtape - 2016)


I used to rock that Gap and Abercrombie
Packed the Cavalier, rolling up to a party
Feeling like a woman and I'm dancing to Shania
Shake it off like Mariah

You know I had TLC on my ringtone
Don't want no scrubs blowing up my flip phone
I break it out every now and then
Gotta lose yourself in the moment

We were outcasts singing out hey ya, hey ya
Skipping on the CD player, player
Every weekend, we were thinking
The real world was a world away
Til we hit the ground lost and took off running
The class of 2000 something

Jeans couldn't hide that butterfly tattoo
Summer after high school, midnight curfew
Sneaking out the window, waiting on a cowboy
To take me away, I don't care how boy
Pedal on the gas, man we were flying
Living too fast to think about dying
Didn't know all the small things were everything
But we had big dreams

We were outcasts singing out hey ya, hey ya
Skipping on the CD player, player
Every weekend, we were thinking
The real world was a world away
Til we hit the ground lost and we took off running
The class of 2000 something

Now I ain't saying that we're all that
But we're the ones who brought sexy back

We were outcasts singing out hey ya, hey ya
Skipping on the CD player, player
Every weekend, we were thinking
The real world was a world away

We were outcasts singing out hey ya, hey ya
Skipping on the CD player, player
Every weekend, we were thinking
The real world was a world away
Til we hit the ground lost and we took off running
The class of 2000 something

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