You know you can be quite annoying When you don't let me come around Cause we're in trouble again Throwing up some empty bottles out of the window Right on the ground
And everything's gotta be as I've expected And the soles of your shoes being reflected In the puddles of the local park And the dog that was used to bark when I pass by Is now gone away
Let's go down the street and have some cola Share the can with me so the prints of your lips touch mine inside your daddy's van And my hands around your neck and under your polo
I've got that feeling again Running down the Penny lane That you might have known me before Maybe I was on an old photo from a train In my old hoodie from the corner store
And I hope you'll see my face Reading between the lines in the certain place And my fingers in the lace of your hair make me feel all fine