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Jukebox

 

Jukebox

(álbum: Sunset Diner - 2019)


Momma told me not to look at the sun
But I'd put my shades on and I'd do it for fun
And my daddy told me I should come in soon
But I spent all night singing a duet with the moon

So tell the jukebox to mute all the blues
Tell the sandman to break all the rules
Tell the young kids with all the tattoos
All the stories for your kids when they ask you

And hol'-up, when you tell it, tell it all
Don't you leave out a page
The good girls go to heaven, bad ones go backstage
Ah, damn, tell the bouncer he should open the gates
Until the wheels fall off, and everything brakes

Bad grades and minimum wage
We were always in love and coming home late
When it was okay to act our age
Oh no

Make me feel like I'm in high school

Backwoods and back seats
We were flying through all the back streets
When the cops turned all our parties into track meets
Yeah

Make me feel like I'm in high school

Make me feel like I'm in high school

Momma told me keep my eyes on the prize
But I was only sixteen, I would stay up all night
And my daddy told me I should pick up my room
But I spent all day singing a duet with the broom
So tell the jukebox I'm calling a truce
Tell the sandman to kick off his shoes
Tell the young kids with all the taboos
All the rules that you broke when they ask you

And hol'-up, when you tell it, tell it all
Don't you leave out a page
The good girls go to heaven, bad ones go backstage
Ah, damn, tell Saint Peter he should open the gates
Until the wheels fall off, and everything brakes

When I close my eyes, I dream of rock and roll
Loud noises and loud voices, the night we lost control
And this could be the night they warned us about
And if it is, god forbid, plug me in
Lets make it feel like I'm in high school

Bad grades and minimum wage
We were always in love and coming home late
When it was okay to act our age
Oh no

Make me feel like I'm in high school

Backwoods and back seats
We were flying through all the back streets
When the cops turned all our parties into track meets
Yeah

Make me feel like I'm in high school

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