Your Favorite Song

Wake up, why don't you wake up, why don't you cultivate some culture for free
We grow up, and then we find out, we're nothing close to what we wanted to be

Stop making sense, stop everything, sharpen your teeth
Go

Cmon baby Cmon Cmon, you make me shake shake shake
Lazy, Lazy days make me a little less insane

It's kinda like your favorite song, dancing round the room to what you know
Although you have got the blues
You just feel what you feel, when you feel

Oh Oh

Heaven, oh where's your heaven, you got your eyes set on a bottle of wine
Well I could've missed the way I missed you
But I don't so hello, farewell and goodbye



Credits
Writer(s): James Howard
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