Singing Radiohead at the top of our lungs, with the boom box blaring as we’re falling in love, got a bottle of whatever, but it’s getting us drunk, singing here’s to never growing up
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end, for no damn reason,
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clock, we don’t ever stop,
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Radiohead at the top of our lungs, with the
Dm
boom box blaring as we’re
Bb
falling in love, got a
F
bottle of whatever, but it’s getting us drunk, singing
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running down the street, yelling “Kiss my ass!” I’m like
Dm
yeah whatever, we’re still
Bb
living like that, when the
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sun’s going down, we’ll be raising our cups, singing,
Dm
are, I don’t think we’ll
F
Radiohead at the top of our lungs, with the
Dm
boom box blaring as we’re
Bb
falling in love, got a
F
bottle of whatever, but it’s getting us drunk, singing
F
running down the street, yelling “Kiss my ass!” I’m like
Dm
yeah whatever, we’re still
Bb
living like that, when the
F
sun’s going down, we’ll be raising our cups, singing,
F
Radiohead at the top of our lungs, with the
Dm
boom box blaring as we’re
Bb
falling in love, got a
F
bottle of whatever, but it’s getting us drunk, singing
F
running down the street, yelling “Kiss my ass!” I’m like
Dm
yeah whatever, we’re still
Bb
living like that, when the
F
sun’s going down, we’ll be raising our cups, singing,