Teksty: Say Hi To Your Mom. Numbers & Mumbles. The Key Of C.

I'll only light cause i'm your match
admit it, i took out your trash
there are stars in your eyes
and they're shooting

we never hung things on the wall
we played the pixies and the fall
there's a treasure in your heart
just like a pirate's booty

but believe me
there's a better
arnold palmer to play your course
and a better bob villa
to build your windows
and your doors
we could never decide
what to call the cat
so we called her cat
so it's time to go
it's time to go away
time to go
it's time to go
it's time to go away

you keep the records
and the pogos
don't weep
you'll have your pick of beaus
well they read it in the papers
so they're already outside
and we'll be bruised up in the morning
they'll track us jokes
that are real corny
but we'll bounce back
just like the moon bounce
in our backyard

and believe me
there's a better frankenstein
for you to bride
and a better president
to look you in the eyes and lie
we could never decide
what to call the cat
so we called her cat
and it's time to go
it's time to go away
it's time to go
it's time to go away