Mixed Tape
You did't want to kiss me then
But did, despite your friends
While you tapered your own Levis jeans
Minced words with make believe
Caught in a teen fever dream
Windy cottage lake
Dressed in picnic plaids
These blue blood dad's
Compare mistakes
Grass stains on our knees
Playing Echo and The Bunnymen
Is all I have and need
To impress you
When I get you to myself
Thumbprints pressed in polaroids
Of fast boats and faster boys
I count the freckles on your sunburnt cheek
All smiles and revery
Hair gel, sails and sand
We explore the night
With moonlit maps of Neverland
Peach Schnapps on your breath
Smell of campfire smoke
You stick and poke my heart to death
It hurts
But I let you
All your secrets safe with me
Let's do shots in the kitchen
With your parents fast asleep
Ooooooooo
Summer '88
Friday night we best plan our escape
Windy cottage lake
Dressed in picnic plaids
These blue blood dad's
Compare mistakes
Grass stains on our knees
Playing Echo and The Bunnymen
Is all I have, and need
To impress you
When I get you to myself
It's a poster not painted
It's your pink pulitzer dress
You're leading me on
Leading me on
And care I couldn't less
You're leading me on
Leading me on
With mixed tapes and messages
But did, despite your friends
While you tapered your own Levis jeans
Minced words with make believe
Caught in a teen fever dream
Windy cottage lake
Dressed in picnic plaids
These blue blood dad's
Compare mistakes
Grass stains on our knees
Playing Echo and The Bunnymen
Is all I have and need
To impress you
When I get you to myself
Thumbprints pressed in polaroids
Of fast boats and faster boys
I count the freckles on your sunburnt cheek
All smiles and revery
Hair gel, sails and sand
We explore the night
With moonlit maps of Neverland
Peach Schnapps on your breath
Smell of campfire smoke
You stick and poke my heart to death
It hurts
But I let you
All your secrets safe with me
Let's do shots in the kitchen
With your parents fast asleep
Ooooooooo
Summer '88
Friday night we best plan our escape
Windy cottage lake
Dressed in picnic plaids
These blue blood dad's
Compare mistakes
Grass stains on our knees
Playing Echo and The Bunnymen
Is all I have, and need
To impress you
When I get you to myself
It's a poster not painted
It's your pink pulitzer dress
You're leading me on
Leading me on
And care I couldn't less
You're leading me on
Leading me on
With mixed tapes and messages
Credits
Writer(s): Jeremy Macfarlane
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