I keep saying how I can't wait
to be the girl in the pictures with you.
There's something different about how your goofy heart
your bubblegum laughter, with a sprig of mint
keeps me begging for more.
The heart of a child, with the looks of a rockstar,
dancing like a nerd round all the photographers.
Make me feel like i'm where i'm meant to be.
Make me feel like i can be the one whose lost in your music
with no regrets looking back.
Hold my hand, lead me through the crowd
let's get lost in stereo the only way we know how.
Show them how it's done, for kids like us.
I wanna be the one that he looks at
and says 'she's the one dancing like she's drunk
part of her charm is that she doesn't care!'
Throw the jewlery away, write me a song
Get rid of the keys, bust out the guitar
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