But for years you’ve been doing what you want
Now your mother don’t know where you are
She don’t know that you’re the superstar
Little prostitute boy, step
Said if I don’t accept your beautiful lie to what you know
Then I show these needle that blow
All this water
Not since making a doubt
You’re all messed up
You’re all dressed up
For the letdown
If I get on we’ll make it
Time for the middle school dance
And until I fall asleep
I’m still bruising all my dreams
Woke up, why won’t you?
It’s detention here?
What’s the tension here?
I picked Molly down in the evening, love
I like to walk on the sunshine
I put my head down in the sand at night
I put my hands down and I know where you’re at, know yeah
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"Middle School Dance (Song for Richard Swift)" as written by Sam France Jonathan Rado
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