Put Your Records On - Acoustic
Three little birds sat on my window
And they told me I don't need to worry
Summer came like, cinnamon so sweet
Little girls double-dutch on the concrete
Maybe sometimes
We got it wrong but it's alright
The more things seem to change
The more they stay the same
Oh, don't you hesitate
Girl, put your records on, tell me your favorite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams
Just go ahead, let your hair down
You're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow
Blue as the sky, sunburnt and lonely
Sipping tea in the bar by the roadside
Don't you let those other boys fool you
Got to love that afro hairdo
Maybe sometimes
We feel afraid but it's alright
The more you stay the same
The more they seem to change
Don't you think it's strange?
Girl, put your records on, tell me your favorite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams
Just go ahead, let your hair down
You're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow
Just more than I could take, pity for pity's sake
Some nights kept me awake, I thought that I was stronger
When you gonna realize that you don't even have to try any longer?
Do what you want to
Girl, put your records on
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams
You go ahead, let your hair down
Ooh, you're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow
And they told me I don't need to worry
Summer came like, cinnamon so sweet
Little girls double-dutch on the concrete
Maybe sometimes
We got it wrong but it's alright
The more things seem to change
The more they stay the same
Oh, don't you hesitate
Girl, put your records on, tell me your favorite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams
Just go ahead, let your hair down
You're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow
Blue as the sky, sunburnt and lonely
Sipping tea in the bar by the roadside
Don't you let those other boys fool you
Got to love that afro hairdo
Maybe sometimes
We feel afraid but it's alright
The more you stay the same
The more they seem to change
Don't you think it's strange?
Girl, put your records on, tell me your favorite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams
Just go ahead, let your hair down
You're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow
Just more than I could take, pity for pity's sake
Some nights kept me awake, I thought that I was stronger
When you gonna realize that you don't even have to try any longer?
Do what you want to
Girl, put your records on
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams
You go ahead, let your hair down
Ooh, you're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow
Credits
Writer(s): Steven Chrisanthou, John Robert Beck, Corinne Jacqueline Bailey Rae
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