The song lyrics were written by the band Van Halen, as they were asked to write a song for the 1979 movie "Over the Edge" starring Matt Dillon. The movie (and the lyrics, although more obliquely) are about bored, rebellious youth with nothing better to do than get into trouble. If you see the movie, these lyrics will make more sense. It's a great movie if you grew up in the 70s/80s you'll definitely remember some of these characters from your own life. Fun fact, after writing the song, Van Halen decided not to let the movie use it.
Toss me a breath, when you hold me down
Hot like a razor on my face
Something's growing that don't help me now
Paging the doctor just in case
Low and behold things are killing me
Silly expectations of a dream
Girls are gonna love the way I toss my hair
Boys are gonna hate the way I seem
Day old, day old, day old
Day old, day old, day old,
Day old, day old, day old, blues
Day old, day old, day old
Day old, day old, day old,
Day old, day old, day old, blues
Day old, day old, day old
Day old, day old, day old,
Day old, day old, day old, blues
Day old, day old, day old
Day old, day old, day old,
Peach Christmas lights spitting German ling
Feels like a fast or homeless sleep
At least there's a record that I love to play
Dreaming about a place I'll never see
Day old, day old, day old
Day old, day old, day old,
Day old, day old, day old, blues
Day old, day old, day old
Day old, day old, day old,
Day old, day old, day old, blues
Day old, day old, day old
Day old, day old, day old,
Day old, day old, day old, blues
Day old, day old, day old
Day old, day old, day old,
Day old, day old, day old, blues
Betty, Betty, Annie is a praying
Baby with a man like a lung
Smell her crying fighting back a fever
Mad as hell give up
Day old, day old, day old
Day old, day old, day old,
Day old, day old, day old, blues
Day old, day old, day old
Day old, day old, day old,
Day old, day old, day old, blues
Day old, day old, day old
Day old, day old, day old,
Day old, day old, day old, blues
Day old, day old, day old
Day old, day old, day old,
Day old, day old, day old, blues
Day old, day old, day old
Day old, day old, day old,
Day old, day old, day old, blues
Day old, day old, day old
Day old, day old, day old,
Day old, day old, day old, blues
Hot like a razor on my face
Something's growing that don't help me now
Paging the doctor just in case
Low and behold things are killing me
Silly expectations of a dream
Girls are gonna love the way I toss my hair
Boys are gonna hate the way I seem
Day old, day old, day old
Day old, day old, day old,
Day old, day old, day old, blues
Day old, day old, day old
Day old, day old, day old,
Day old, day old, day old, blues
Day old, day old, day old
Day old, day old, day old,
Day old, day old, day old, blues
Day old, day old, day old
Day old, day old, day old,
Peach Christmas lights spitting German ling
Feels like a fast or homeless sleep
At least there's a record that I love to play
Dreaming about a place I'll never see
Day old, day old, day old
Day old, day old, day old,
Day old, day old, day old, blues
Day old, day old, day old
Day old, day old, day old,
Day old, day old, day old, blues
Day old, day old, day old
Day old, day old, day old,
Day old, day old, day old, blues
Day old, day old, day old
Day old, day old, day old,
Day old, day old, day old, blues
Betty, Betty, Annie is a praying
Baby with a man like a lung
Smell her crying fighting back a fever
Mad as hell give up
Day old, day old, day old
Day old, day old, day old,
Day old, day old, day old, blues
Day old, day old, day old
Day old, day old, day old,
Day old, day old, day old, blues
Day old, day old, day old
Day old, day old, day old,
Day old, day old, day old, blues
Day old, day old, day old
Day old, day old, day old,
Day old, day old, day old, blues
Day old, day old, day old
Day old, day old, day old,
Day old, day old, day old, blues
Day old, day old, day old
Day old, day old, day old,
Day old, day old, day old, blues
Lyrics submitted by dreamface, edited by Mellow_Harsher
Day Old Blues Lyrics as written by Jared Followill Caleb Followill
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