Young, young dumb and broke Yadadadadadadada Young dumb broke high school kids Yadadadadadada But we still got love to give While we're young dumb I'm so high at the moment I'm so caught up in this

(Break it to me) Don't dress it up but don't beat around the bush And don't cover it up but don't push it underground And don't keep it inside and don't edit and redact And no dumbing it down I know how to mend I can rise high above the ashes I'll

Dumb dumb diddle, to be your fiddle To be so near you and not just hear you I think then maybe you'd see me, baby You'd be mine And you're only smiling When you play your violin Agnetha, Frida, dumb dumb diddle, to be your fiddle And we'd be together all

With the same old song About the same old love And the same old strum I may be country but I'm not dumb It goes on and on Now I love country music And I guess I always will But these days when I turn on the radio

Janie's got a gun Her dog day's just begun Now everybody is on the run What did her daddy do? Dumb, dumb, dumb, honey what have you done? Run away run away from the pain yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Run away, run away, run, run away Dumb, dumb,

Be your man I wanna hear you calling my name Like hey mama mama hey mama mama (Hey) Be my woman, girl, I'mma Be my woman, girl, I'll I love the dirty rhythm you play Banging the drum like dum di di dey I know you want it in the worst way Best believe

Young, young, dumb and broke Young, dumb Thunder, feel the thunder Lightning, then the thunder, thunder Young, dumb, broke high school kids While we're young dumb Thunder, thun-thun-thunder, thunder Ya da da da da da da, ya da da da da da da Ya da da da

La la, di da da da dum Sing us a song tonight Oh, la la la, di da da Sing us a song you're the piano man Well we're all in the mood for a melody And you got us feeling alright It's nine o'clock on a Saturday The regular crowd shuffles in There's an old

My music at work Everything is bleak It's the middle of the night You're all alone and The dummies might be right No matter what you heard You feel like a jerk Avoid trends and cliches Don't try to be up to date

Ooh, now I'll never get over you until I find something new That get me high like you do, yeah yeah That get me high like you do Biddy-da-dum, boo'd up Hear my heart go ba-dum, boo'd up Biddy-da-dum, it just won't stop, it go Hear my heart go ba-dum,