3...2...1...
Hey, I was doing just fine
before I met you
I drink too much
and that's an issue,
but I'm okay
Hey, you tell your friends
it was nice to meet them
But I hope I never
see them again
I know it breaks your heart
Moved to the city
in a broke-down car
And four years, no calls
Now you're lookin' pretty
in a hotel bar
And I-I-I can't stop
No, I-I-I can't stop
So, baby, pull me closer
In the backseat
of your Rover
That I know
you can't afford
Bite that tattoo
on your shoulder
Pull the sheets
right off the corner
Of the mattress
that you stole
From your roommate
back in Boulder
We ain't ever
gettin' older
We ain't ever
gettin' older
We ain't ever
gettin' older
You look as good
as the day I met you
I forget just why
I left you, I was insane
Stay and play
that blink-182 song
That we beat
to death in Tucson, okay
I know it breaks your heart
Moved to the city
in a broke-down car
And four years, no call
Now I'm lookin' pretty in a hotel bar
And I-I-I can't stop
No, I-I-I can't stop
So, baby, pull me closer
In the backseat of your Rover
That I know you can't afford
Bite that tattoo on your shoulder
Pull the sheets right off the corner
Of the mattress that you stole
From your roommate back in Boulder
We ain't ever gettin' older
We ain't ever gettin' older
We ain't ever gettin' older
So, baby, pull me closer
In the backseat of your Rover
That I know you can't afford
Bite that tattoo on your shoulder
Pull the sheets right off the corner
Of the mattress that you stole
From your roommate back in Boulder
We ain't ever gettin' older
We ain't ever gettin' older
No, we ain't ever gettin' older
We ain't ever gettin' older
No, we ain't ever gettin' older
We ain't ever gettin' older
We ain't ever gettin' older
We ain't ever gettin' older
No, we ain't ever gettin' older
Older
We ain't ever gettin' older
Older
No, we ain't ever gettin' older
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