Put Your Records On

Three little birds, sat on my window

And they told me I don't need to worry

Summer came like cinnamon, so sweet

Little girls double-dutch on the concrete



Maybe sometimes, we got it wrong, but it's alright

And nothing seems to change, and it all will stay the same

Oh, don't you hesitate?



Girl, put your records on, tell me your favourite song

You go ahead, let your hair down

Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams

Just go ahead, let your hair down



You're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow



Blue as the sky, sombre and lonely

Sipping tea in the bar by the road side

(just relax, just relax)

Don't you let those other boys fool you

Gotta love that awful hairdo



Maybe sometimes, we feel afraid, but it's alright

The more you stay the same, the more they seem to change

Don't you think it's strange?



Girl, put your records on, tell me your favourite song

You go ahead, let your hair down

Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams

Just go ahead, let your hair down



You're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow



Just more than I could take, pity for pity's sake

Some nights kept me awake, I thought that I was stronger

When you gonna realise, that you don't even have to try any longer

Do what you want to



Girl, put your records on, tell me your favourite song

You go ahead, let your hair down

Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams

Just go ahead, let your hair down



Girl, put your records on, tell me your favourite song

You go ahead, let your hair down

Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams

Just go ahead, let your hair down



Oh, You're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow