Put Your Records On

Three little birds sat by 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
So, don't you hesitate

Girl, put your records on, tell me your favorite song
Just 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 a bar by the roadside
Don't you let those other boys fool you
Gotta love that Afro hairdo
Maybe sometimes, we feel a bit 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
Just go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans
I hope you get your dreams
Go on ahead, let your hair down
You're gonna find yourself somewhere

Just more than I could take
Pity for pity's sake
Some nights kept me awake
I thought that I was stronger
When are you gonna realize that you don't even have to try any longer?
Do what you wanna do and

Girl, put your records on, tell me your favorite song
And 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