Uffie - Sex Dreams And Denim Jeans Lyrics
When I'm driving in the sunshine
Turning up the radio
I wonder back to the day
When my baby ran away
He was sex dreams and denim jeans
We used to stay up all night
Playing late til it was bright
But then he found the guitar
And our worlds were pulled far
He was sweet as night
Marilyn monroe is turning in her grave
Our world is truly far from saved
It's our youth, we've seen it all
[Uffie - Sex Dreams And Denim Jeans Lyrics on http://lyricslike.blogspot.com]
Days of whiskey peace and jewelery
Are ones who ruled our world
Now I lay awake at night
Dripping sweat and feeling fat
I'm a bleeding heart
Didn't deserve my affection
But he caught my attention
Sucked me down to the bottom
Where we both got bent
I'm a broken arrow
Marilyn monroe is turning in her grave
Our world is truly far from saved
It's our youth, we've seen it all
He missed the tales of plastic beauty
And a miss bo peep
Times when a flag could fly
And a nation could have pride
We played cowboys and indians
When I'm driving in the sunshine
Turning up the radio
I wonder back to the day
When my baby ran away
He was sex dreams and denim jeans
When I'm driving in the sunshine
Turning up the radio
I wonder back to the day
When my baby ran away
He was sex dreams and denim jeans
We used to stay up all night
Playing late til it was bright
But then he found the guitar
And our worlds were pulled far
He was sweet as night
Marilyn monroe is turning in her grave
Our world is truly far from saved
It's our youth, we've seen it all
[Uffie - Sex Dreams And Denim Jeans Lyrics on http://lyricslike.blogspot.com]
Days of whiskey peace and jewelery
Are ones who ruled our world
Now I lay awake at night
Dripping sweat and feeling fat
I'm a bleeding heart
Didn't deserve my affection
But he caught my attention
Sucked me down to the bottom
Where we both got bent
I'm a broken arrow
Marilyn monroe is turning in her grave
Our world is truly far from saved
It's our youth, we've seen it all
He missed the tales of plastic beauty
And a miss bo peep
Times when a flag could fly
And a nation could have pride
We played cowboys and indians
When I'm driving in the sunshine
Turning up the radio
I wonder back to the day
When my baby ran away
He was sex dreams and denim jeans
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