Pure - The Hammock
Pure - The Hammock
Hey hey
You stole my bike, so I broke your nose
You said my mom was better looking than your mom
Who knows
We stare at the sun a little closer
Pretty colors are taking over
But down by the swings that hang out low
We'll be real low
Hanging out
Hanging ow-ow-ow-ow-out
Hanging out
Hanging out
Hey hey
And you crashed my car
So I took the blame
We fixed it up and then you crashed it again
And again
And we moved apart and got all weird
And I went out searching and you stayed back here
The hammock fell over
Had no place to stay
And nobody's noticed you passed away
Hanging out
Hanging ow-ow-ow-out
Hanging out
Hanging out
We're hanging out
I'm sick of hanging out
Come on now hang out
Come on now hang out
Hanging out
Hanging out
Hanging out
Hanging out
Hanging out
I'm sick of hanging out
We'll figure it out
And we're standing at the gate
And I can't get in, I'm too late
Hey hey
You stole my bike, so I broke your nose
You said my mom was better looking than your mom
Who knows
We stare at the sun a little closer
Pretty colors are taking over
But down by the swings that hang out low
We'll be real low
Hanging out
Hanging ow-ow-ow-ow-out
Hanging out
Hanging out
Hey hey
And you crashed my car
So I took the blame
We fixed it up and then you crashed it again
And again
And we moved apart and got all weird
And I went out searching and you stayed back here
The hammock fell over
Had no place to stay
And nobody's noticed you passed away
Hanging out
Hanging ow-ow-ow-out
Hanging out
Hanging out
We're hanging out
I'm sick of hanging out
Come on now hang out
Come on now hang out
Hanging out
Hanging out
Hanging out
Hanging out
Hanging out
I'm sick of hanging out
We'll figure it out
And we're standing at the gate
And I can't get in, I'm too late
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