Good Luck Pajammin
It was the sun that woke me up, it was too hot to let me sleep Now that I'm living downtown and all that concrete traps the heat Well we were up to seven AM we never agreed what was right But, hey, I'll see you tomorrow night
When we're playing in the basement Long-haired girls busting through the front door 'Cause it's just a quiet town We college books move back home to New York And you can get around in the heat without using no public transport 'Cause my house is downhill from everywhere here
Nothing more and nothing less than the finest months you ever put to rest I'll be sweating out for days and hoping you'll be back when summer's over
Put down the bottles and pick up six-string 'Cause so far it's the only thing that brings us more Than whatever's cool we're stuck in (?) Take off my collar and I play for ten Maybe I'll work in hours just to get to the end. Now I'm back to broken strings from note bends
Ohhhhhh the feeling; it's spreading up to the ceiling when the band plays everyone's favourite song Ohhhhhh the feeling; it's spreading up to the ceiling when the band plays everyone's favourite song Ohhhhhh the feeling; it's spreading up to the ceiling when the band plays everyone's favourite song Ohhhhhh the feeling; it's spreading up to the ceiling when the band plays everyone's favourite song
