She says come on sweetheart take em off lyrics

I swear to fucking God chris
I'll turn this fucking car around! Shut the fuck up

I don't get parties or getting high
I just get low most of the time
And I'll be there for you baby but I've got to have some room
And you gotta keep your eyes on the new guys in the room
And the way they dance is crazy, I have never seen this shit
And the strobe light's way too hot so let's just get this over with
She says: Your lips tasted like they did way back in July
Headaches and overdose, I hope that we never die
October's always here, November never leaves
December disappears, she says to me

Well, I dance really fast, so you've gotta dance real fast
And my friends are all passed out in the back of my friend's van
And she's got this sense of humor that goes over her forehead
Lindsey, let me kiss your forehead

And I know that you think that I don't care
About all the friends I left behind
The ones who stay up late at night
Screaming out their shattered minds
I know that you think that I don't care
About the friends that I left behind
The ones who stay up late at night
Screaming out their shattered minds, hey!

And she's on top of me, and it is hot, hot, hot!
She says: Come on sweetheart, take 'em off
So I will take 'em off, and then we take 'em off
And then her dad walks in—oh shit, her dad walks in

She says to dance really fast, cause I like to dance real fast
And my friends are all passed out in the back of my friend's van
And she's got this sense of humor that goes over her forehead
Lindsey, let me kiss your forehead

And I know that you think that I don't care
About all the friends I left behind
The ones who stay up late at night
Screaming out their shattered minds
I know that you think that I don't care
About the friends that I left behind
The ones who stay up late at night
Screaming out their shattered minds

It's always a head game with you nick
You never had a shot at any of this
So just smash a guitar, smash your dreams
Grow up now is just what I mean
It's always a head case with you nick
You never had a shot at any of this
So just smash a guitar, smash your dreams

Grow up now is just what I mean, oh
Grow up now is just what I mean
Grow up now is just what I mean
Grow up now is just what I mean
Grow up now is just what I mean

Oh fuck
Well, we're here kids!
No, daddy, no!

The Lyrics for Beachboy by McCafferty have been translated into 10 languages

I swear to fucking God, Chris I′ll turn this fucking car around Shut the fuck up!

I don't get parties or getting high I just get low most of the time And I′ll be there for you, baby, but I've got to have some room And you gotta keep your eyes on the new guys in the room And the way they dance is crazy, I have never seen this shit And the strobe light's way too hot, so let′s get this over with She says, "Your lips tasted like they did way back in July" Headaches and overdose, I hope that we never die October′s always here, November's never leaves, December disappears She says to me, "Well, I dance so fast, so you′ve gotta dance real fast And my friends are all passed out in the back of my friend's van" And she′s got this sexy hair braid that goes over her forehead Lindsey, let me kiss your forehead And I know that you think that I don't care About all the friends I left behind The ones who stay up late at night Screaming out their shattered minds I know that you think that I don′t care About all the friends that I left behind The ones who stay up late at night Screaming out their shattered minds, hey! And she's on top of me, and it is hot, hot, hot She says, "Come on, sweetheart, take 'em off" So I will take ′em off, and then we take ′em off And then her dad walks in, oh shit, her dad walks in She says to dance really fast, "'Cause I like to dance real fast And my friends are all passed out in the back of my friend′s van" And she's got this sexy hair braid that goes over her forehead Lindsey, let me kiss your forehead And I know that you think that I don′t care About all the friends I left behind The one's who stay up late at night Screaming out their shattered minds I know that you think that I don′t care About the friends that I left behind The one's who stay up late at night Screaming out their shattered minds It's always a head game with you, Nick You′ve never had a shot at any of this So just smash your guitar Smash your dreams Grow up now is just what I mean Its always a head case with you, Nick You′ve never had a shot at any of this So just smash your guitar Smash your dreams Grow up now is just what I mean, oh Grow up now is just what I mean Grow up now is just what I mean Grow up now is just what I mean Grow up now is just what I mean Oh, fuck (Well, we're here kids) (No, daddy, no!)

Writer(s): Nicholas Jeremiah Hartkop