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.

Lyrics submitted by Zorlin

Song 66 song meanings
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