Letras:
Durée The Sweetie Shoots

All the girls are riding in the tucker with me An old fashioned guy, is what you'd use describing me If everywhere you went, you saw me with a top hat

The world's a footstep It doesn't make sense anymore It tries to try you to try me But it doesn't hold its words Hints the wars And hollywood lives may

Oceans away Is an island made of styrofoam and clay The clay men run fast To the beach with sand made of salt Their lemon boats are coming in They've

Holly kept it habit to drink coffee late When sundays rolled on mondays, she watched what she ate She's started jogging in the fog and rain Every day

mother's a stay at home, his fathers a cop The school he attends is one social corrupt I guess you could say that this kid's had enough Sweetie shoots Sweetie shoots

When back eyes don't see light It seems as though we're colder It sends chills all through my spine It tears us when we're older And you should know

Looking back to when we were kids I remember the times when we would play Not fear, not afraid to lend a hand We were pals and together we ruled the