Private Ale

Wander down these streets all by myself
Think of my future, and now, I just don't know
Well, I don't seem to care
I stop to notice that I'm by your home
I wonder if you're sitting all alone
Or is your boyfriend there?

Because I feel so right
Let my imagination go
Until you're in my sights
And through my veins, temptation flows

Out
Out here

So I sit down here on the hard concrete
Think of my future, and now, I just don't know
Well, I don't seem to care
I stop to notice that I'm by your home
I wonder if you're sitting all alone
Or is your boyfriend there?

Because I feel so right
Let my imagination go
Until you're in my sights
And through my veins, temptation flows

Out
Out here
Out

Because I feel so right
Let my imagination go
Until you're in my sights
And through my veins, temptation flows

Out
Out here
Out
Out here

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Credits
Writer(s): Billie Joe Armstrong, Tre Cool, Mike Dirnt
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