Song 66

Now boy, say you like this girl
And girl, says she likes you too
If only it were simple like it seems
Now, girl says she don't need boy
Well boy knows it just ain't true
A four-door ford's the next best thing to home

That shady looking lady couldn't be my Esmé
Esmé, oh Esmé, they said you went crazy
That's why I don't trust a soul
The woods are dark, so let's kick fire

Now boy, say you change your mind (well come on!)
And girl, she could change her's too
I can't tell who's doing what for who

Esmé she's a fighter, but she's still scared of spiders (spiders)
And Brooklyn is broken, Esmé picked up smoking
To keep the cold away
The woods are dark, so let's kick fire tonight.

Dashboards and stardust and leather and rubber
Morals and brandy and Ludo on shuffle
Black hair to blonde hair to blue hair and back
We only got one more night
Let's kick fire

Now, slowly, so slowly, you need to breathe slowly