You walk out your front door And say that you found love - That's how the best things start, That's for sure. You ought to know that ain't around anymore.
That's where you're at, I'm at, baby, 'Cause that just doesn't pay. Now steal your stolen car - ride it on.
Oh, you seem to think it's cool That they stay out all night - I only want to know where you've been, So let's get back today.
So go down, child, To a rock'n'roll show, alright, You seem to think it's cool To stay out all night.
Compositores: Andrew John Powell (Andrew Powell) (PRS), Lawrence Mark Wisefield (Laurie Wisefield) (PRS), Martin Turner, Steve UptonEditor: Edward Kassner Music Co Ltd (PRS)ECAD verificado obra #7673328 em 10/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM