The Maverick
A maverick to a baron
I knew that you
Couldn't be convinced
On summer vacation
You wouldn't let anyone tell you
The most popular version of the truth
But I'll let you know
That I never get my way
I call you my bigot
You know I'm your maverick
Your mama and papa
Well, they just won't have it
Out on the sandy lawns
I'm still your maverick
And we'll still meet up here
'Cause no one will have us
I knew that you
Couldn't be convinced
On summer vacation
You wouldn't let anyone tell you
The most popular version of the truth
But I'll let you know
That I never get my way
I call you my bigot
You know I'm your maverick
Your mama and papa
Well, they just won't have it
Out on the sandy lawns
I'm still your maverick
And we'll still meet up here
'Cause no one will have us
Credits
Writer(s): Ethan Avila
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