Mac DeMarco -
2
Freaking Out the Neighborhood
Sorry, mama
There are times I get carried away
Please, don't worry
Next time I'm home
I'll still be the same
And I know it's no fun
When your first son
Gets up to no good
Starts freaking out the neighborhood
Really, I'm fine
Never been better
Got no job on the line
Sincerely, don't worry
Same old boy
That you hoped you would find
And I know it's no fun
When your first son
Gets up to no good
Starts freaking out the neighborhood
There are times I get carried away
Please, don't worry
Next time I'm home
I'll still be the same
And I know it's no fun
When your first son
Gets up to no good
Starts freaking out the neighborhood
Really, I'm fine
Never been better
Got no job on the line
Sincerely, don't worry
Same old boy
That you hoped you would find
And I know it's no fun
When your first son
Gets up to no good
Starts freaking out the neighborhood
Credits
Writer(s): Samuel Macbriare Demarco
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