Groan
Won't you come around in your car in the middle of the night again?
I've got a thundering storm cloud hanging low above my head again
And if I lied about my age, is it fine? Would you mind?
Sorry, we can blame it on that I'm young, naïve, and really miserable
And, yeah, I wanna spend the night with you
Yeah, I wanna feel a beating, bleeding heart, don't you?
'Cause I've never really known, but I pinky promise you
I'm grown and I wanna know what it feels like, ah
Won't you take me to the place where you took me in your arms again
And fill my lungs up with your smoke 'til I find a way to breathe again?
I ain't scared of boys, but boy, you're a man
And if anybody could, I'm sure you can
For a girl this young, naïve, and miserable
And, yeah, I wanna spend the night with you
Yeah, I wanna feel a beating, bleeding heart, don't you?
'Cause I've never really known, but I pinky promise you
I'm grown and I wanna know what it feels like, ah
You want a fresh cut flower, and I'm your sweet red rose
You want a fresh cut flower, and I'm your sweet red rose
You want a fresh cut flower, and I'm your sweet red rose
You want a fresh cut flower, and I'm your sweet red rose
Yeah, I wanna spend the night with you
I wanna feel something, anything for once
Don't you turn around, don't take me home
'Cause I pinky promise you, I'm grown
And I wanna know what it feels like, ah
I've got a thundering storm cloud hanging low above my head again
And if I lied about my age, is it fine? Would you mind?
Sorry, we can blame it on that I'm young, naïve, and really miserable
And, yeah, I wanna spend the night with you
Yeah, I wanna feel a beating, bleeding heart, don't you?
'Cause I've never really known, but I pinky promise you
I'm grown and I wanna know what it feels like, ah
Won't you take me to the place where you took me in your arms again
And fill my lungs up with your smoke 'til I find a way to breathe again?
I ain't scared of boys, but boy, you're a man
And if anybody could, I'm sure you can
For a girl this young, naïve, and miserable
And, yeah, I wanna spend the night with you
Yeah, I wanna feel a beating, bleeding heart, don't you?
'Cause I've never really known, but I pinky promise you
I'm grown and I wanna know what it feels like, ah
You want a fresh cut flower, and I'm your sweet red rose
You want a fresh cut flower, and I'm your sweet red rose
You want a fresh cut flower, and I'm your sweet red rose
You want a fresh cut flower, and I'm your sweet red rose
Yeah, I wanna spend the night with you
I wanna feel something, anything for once
Don't you turn around, don't take me home
'Cause I pinky promise you, I'm grown
And I wanna know what it feels like, ah
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Writer(s): Lea Jaffe
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