100 lyrics for "We were young"
Speeding through all of these red lights, fast life Dreaming a beautiful exit We're gonna die young You're here for a reason, oh no We're gonna die young, we're gonna die young Don't ever sell yourself short, sell your sad things Accept the new, don't
PlayYeah, it's hard when you're young And almost fought your father when he pushed me in the yard And all those nights we snuck out, like to meet up at the bar Don't worry, my love, we're learning to love But it's hard when you're young We both know I go too
PlaySwear to shake it up, if you swear to listen Oh, we're still so young, desperate for attention You're a regular decorated emergency Can't take the kid from the fight, take the fight from the kid I'm exactly where you'd like me, you know Well, I may have
PlayI wanna thank the band, whoever they Were for playing our song And all the stars up there for getting in line And shining down on That boardwalk you and I strolled down Light's dancing on the water from the merry-go-round We made a lot of memories, ain't
PlayDown on Rain Street Down Rain Street (Rain Street) The church bell rings, an old drunk sings A young girl hocks her wedding ring Down the alley, the icewagon flew Picked up a stiff that was turning blue The local kids were sniffin' glue There ain't much
PlayYoung, 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
PlayWhen I was young Pain more painful Laughter much louder Yeah, when I was young The rooms were so much colder then My father was a soldier then And times were very hard I smoked my first cigarette at ten And for girls, I had a bad yen
PlayIn my daddy's El Camino, In her driveway in the rain, Starrin' through that windshield I could see my future change, And my heart hit like a hammer, And my thoughts were runnin' wild, Any fool can make a baby, but it takes a man, to raise a child. She
PlayAnd all would envy The older man and his beautiful young wife Yes all would envy Old enough to be her dad But the young men were just mad they nursed their grievances And she was flattered by his charm It wouldn't do her any harm they all had their
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