The 70s

I'm at the point where I am starting to
Get very tired of my own bed sheets
Too much responsibility for a kid
I came for love but all I got
Was one drunken kiss
I'm not a kid anymore but I still wanna
Ride my bike sometime in the 70s
Talk over me I might as well walk out
Tell me how you want it
And that you want it now
I spend three hours a week
Thinking of the friends I see
I'm their stranger living
Like I'm someone unhealthy
It's about time that I took my mind
Off of the past evening
I should just sit down and turn on some t.v.
Don't be afraid to yell at me
If that's what you want
Just look into my angry eyes and
Tell a kid what he's done wrong
Talk over me I might as well walk out
Tell me how you want it
And that you want it now
I spend three hours a week
Thinking of the friends I see
I'm their stranger living like
I'm someone unhealthy
Talk over me I might as well walk out
Tell me how you want it
And that you want it now
I spend three hours a week
Thinking of the friends I see
I'm their stranger living like
I'm someone



Credits
Writer(s): Andrew James Whitney
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