Cowboy
I revisited all the places we wandered just to make me feel sad
And I know I could have another but really why would i want that
They look at us and
They don't see it
They don't see it
You've got what I want
You know I need it
We could steal your daddy's car
Get drunk pass the boulevard
Sitting under the California sun
It could be just like a dream
It'll feel like 17
Cuz all we ever do is run
We could
Slow dance under kitchen lights
Count the stars and count the nights
Imagine how cool
It would
To Be able to say
He's a cowboy and he's mine
I'm walking the streetlight now that you're gone
I have to face facts
But
How cruel of love to give me just what I want and then take it back
But I don't wanna give you up now
I'm way too attached
Hope that when you come back around
You'll also say that
We could steal your daddy's car
Get drunk pass the boulevard
Sitting under the California sun
It could be just like a dream
It'll feel like 17
Cuz all we ever do is run
We could
Slow dance under kitchen lights
Count stars and count the nights
Imagine how cool
It would
To Be able to say
He's a cowboy and he's mine
You should come back
And I know I could have another but really why would i want that
They look at us and
They don't see it
They don't see it
You've got what I want
You know I need it
We could steal your daddy's car
Get drunk pass the boulevard
Sitting under the California sun
It could be just like a dream
It'll feel like 17
Cuz all we ever do is run
We could
Slow dance under kitchen lights
Count the stars and count the nights
Imagine how cool
It would
To Be able to say
He's a cowboy and he's mine
I'm walking the streetlight now that you're gone
I have to face facts
But
How cruel of love to give me just what I want and then take it back
But I don't wanna give you up now
I'm way too attached
Hope that when you come back around
You'll also say that
We could steal your daddy's car
Get drunk pass the boulevard
Sitting under the California sun
It could be just like a dream
It'll feel like 17
Cuz all we ever do is run
We could
Slow dance under kitchen lights
Count stars and count the nights
Imagine how cool
It would
To Be able to say
He's a cowboy and he's mine
You should come back
Credits
Writer(s): Cata Vazquez
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