17 Rolling Stone

Fake plastic trees
Don't know where I belong
Baby, you know me (seventeen)
A rolling stone (dead end dream)
When I lay my hat down, that's my home

She asked me if I had a cigarette to spare
Baby I'm on my last
But you can still have a drag
And I don't carry white lighters
Give me bad luck
These trees don't even need water
I wish could just take it all back- take it all back (seventeen daydream)

Fake plastic trees (seventeen daydream)
Don't know where I belong
You see, this ain't the kinda situation where I leave
I lost all my patience- you can't see

It's not that easy baby
It's not that easy
It's not that easy lady
It's not that easy
It's not that easy lady



Credits
Writer(s): Chris Whittle
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