We're coming home tonight So mama, don't stress your mind Mama, mama, mama, hey Hey, mama, don't stress your mind Hey, ma, we gonna be alright Dry those eyes We'll be back in the morning when the sun starts to rise Where should we run to? Don't wanna

Since you been got in the big city Well, you been startin' treatin' me wrong Your mama and your daddy done told me, baby Not to bring you to the South And the bright lights knocked you out I'm gonna send you back to Walker You had nothin' when I met you,

It's for the lover in you, baby This time it's gonna last forever With this ring I'll show you that there ain't no maybes So this is for the lover in you This ring means I'll always be true This is how we'll start love anew This is for the lover in you

And it feels like rain, like yesterday And the clouds roll in, the sunlight fades away again And I'm so damn sure, I'm gonna close that door You'll be the first to know When I've found what I'm looking for I want to run with the sun on my face Ride

Through the sorrow, and the fights Don't you worry 'Cause everything's gonna be alright And everything's gonna be alright 'Cause everything's gonna be alright, Damn, let me see Oh across the ocean, across the sea Starting to forget the way you look at me

It ain't love that I'm chasin' but I'm runnin' just in case There's trouble where I'm going but I'm gonna go there anyway I hate Sunday mornings 'cause they always seem to start this way I'm looking for a lighter, I already bought the cigarettes Guess I

Someone won't go to sleep tonight Someone is gonna hurt inside I hear you won't even say my name I know things could never be the same But whenever I call your number You're not at home, don't hear the phone Whenever I start to wonder Are you alone, are

Baby, you can drive my car Beep beep'm beep beep yeah Yes, I'm gonna be a star And maybe I'll love you Asked a girl what she wanted to be She said baby, can't you see I want to be famous, a star on the screen But you can do something in between I told

So who you gonna call? The martini police And as we gaze skyward, ain't it dark early? It's the star treatment I just wanted to be one of The Strokes Now look at the mess you made me make Hitchhiking with a monogrammed suitcase Miles away from any

Charlie don't surf and we think he should Charlie don't surf and you know that it ain't no good Charlie don't surf for his hamburger Momma Charlie don't surf Charlie's gonna be a napalm star Everybody wants to rule the world Must be something we get from