Hold on, hold on She used to make me happy Ain't always cool But it's alright It's not a sad song really It's not a sad song, sad song, yeah And I stopped taking your messages Never stopped loving you So hold on, baby

Will you let me romanticize, The beauty in our London Skies, You know the sunlight always shines, Behind the clouds of London Skies. Paint a picture, Clear cut and pale on a cold winters day, Shapes and cool light wander the streets like an army of

Let me tell you it's always cool Car wash yeah You might not ever get rich But let me tell you it's better than digging a ditch There ain't no telling who you might meet A movie star or maybe even an Indian chief Working at the car wash Working at the