Half Shy - Middle Class Sweethearts Lyrics
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Middle Class Sweethearts
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What Are The Lyrics For Middle Class Sweethearts By Half Shy?
Put your Raybans on and we'll bike to go explore the minefields,
You can tell me all your horror stories how bad you really had it in high school. Throw the ugly sweater party at my place, if yours has been bombshelled, We can try and find a way through the dark by the fire of the landfills. Wait for the lights to come on, wait for help, and wait for the spark. Are we as strong as our mothers, did we let the world fall apart? We're Middle Class Sweethearts We never worked too hard We're Middle Class Sweethearts We follow our hearts. We're Middle Class Sweethearts We never try too hard We're Middle Class Sweethearts We follow our hearts. Wait for the air raids to quiet and ride in the dust over downtown, Counting to find where you hide, you're behind what's left of the playground. Wait for the lights to come on, wait for help, and wait for the spark. Are we as strong as our fathers, did we let the world fall apart? We're Middle Class Sweethearts We never worked too hard We're Middle Class Sweethearts We follow our hearts. We're Middle Class Sweethearts We never try too hard We're Middle Class Sweethearts We follow our hearts. We're Middle Class Sweethearts We never worked too hard We're Middle Class Sweethearts We follow our hearts. We're Middle Class Sweethearts We never try too hard We're Middle Class Sweethearts We follow our hearts. |
Who Wrote Middle Class Sweethearts By Half Shy?
Karen Havey
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