Well I walked from my house to yours In a warm cold April rain We barely went outdoors And your family took the blame Take time to be with you She can only glare I'm a bad influence, that'll do ‘Cos I need to cut my hair Wash my mouth, change my clothes Just don't talk to those friends of yours Tell them not to come here anymore Time to go, don't be slow This'll only take a mo' Take yourself right out of my door
It's just that they don't care Dad said beware, watch your back ajust don't reply to that woman there And even if she makes a fuss Just ignore that trust And don't give in to lust And leave that one alone The girl's trouble
Time spent in burnt-down shed Add up near two days Fall down and cut my head Take time to misbehave Spend time and be with you She can only glare ‘Cos you're a bad influence, that'll do Boy you need to cut your hair Wash your mouth, change your clothes Just don't talk to those friends of yours Tell them not to come here anymore Time to go, don't be slow This'll only take a mo' Take yourself right out of my door
It's just that they don't care Dad said beware, watch your back Just don't reply to that woman there And even if she makes a fuss Just ignore that trust And don't give in to lust And leave that one alone
This is the dancing song Close your eyes Hypnotise to the beat And the movement of the week Do that shuffle of your feet And pound out the fever, either Dance as you're a true believer Cleaner lives are what you don't see Fell the weight, gravitate Feel the pace of me This world is 2d The only thing that's free in life is love And that don't come cheap
It's just that they don't care Dad said beware, watch your back Just don't reply to that woman there And even if she makes a fuss Just ignore that trust And don't give in to lust And leave that one alone The girl's trouble
Compositor: Edward Christopher Sheeran (PRS)Editores: Sony ATV Music Publishing Limited (PRS), Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLCECAD verificado obra #5342873 em 25/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM