Dead Poets Society
Lyrics
One, aye, listen bae
I just want some fun today
You laying out in the sun today
I’m thinking about you 100 ways
Say you got a man, that’s irrelevant
He ain’t this benevolent, I could treat you better than
Yeah, travel up to New York hotdog stands like “Yo, put the relish in,” uh
You’re the sun to my stars, the day to my night, the Moon to my Mars
And we’re going far, yeah hop in the car babe we’re going far
You’re the sun to my stars, the day to my night, the Moon to my Mars
And we’re going far, yeah hop in the car babe we’re going far
You’re the sun to my stars, the day to my night, the Moon to my Mars
And we’re going far, yeah hop in the car babe we’re going far
She a baddie, got a rich mom and a daddy
Throw a party at her paddy
Telling her send me the addy
I pull up with Twenties like rallies
After the party, hit Rally’s
She doing blow on the banister
Right next to pics of her family, savagery
I embarrass these, wanna-be skaters in Thrasher tee’s
All of these posers, they sadden me
Just pick up a board and lose gravity, happily
(Yeah, yeah)
You’re the sun to my stars, the day to my night, the Moon to my Mars
And we’re going far, yeah hop in the car babe we’re going far
You’re the sun to my stars, the day to my night, the Moon to my Mars
And we’re going far, yeah hop in the car babe we’re going far
You’re the sun to my stars, the day to my night, the Moon to my Mars
And we’re going far, yeah hop in the car babe we’re going far
What’s the rush, I, got this crush
On you, and, I don’t know what to do
So, I wrote this poem for you, yeah
Caught these feelings out the blue, yeah
She say her boyfriend’ll kill me
I tell her I’ll kill him too, yeah
Baby girl I just want you, yeah
You’re the sun to my stars, the day to my night, the Moon to my Mars
And we’re going far, yeah hop in the car babe we’re going far
You’re the sun to my stars, the day to my night, the Moon to my Mars
And we’re going far, yeah hop in the car babe we’re going far
You’re the sun to my stars, the day to my night, the Moon to my Mars
And we’re going far, yeah hop in the car babe we’re going far
One, aye, listen bae
I just want some fun today
You laying out in the sun today
I’m thinking about you 100 ways
Say you got a man, that’s irrelevant
He ain’t this benevolent, I could treat you better than
Yeah, travel up to New York hotdog stands like “Yo, put the relish in,” uh
You’re the sun to my stars, the day to my night, the Moon to my Mars
And we’re going far, yeah hop in the car babe we’re going far
You’re the sun to my stars, the day to my night, the Moon to my Mars
And we’re going far, yeah hop in the car babe we’re going far
You’re the sun to my stars, the day to my night, the Moon to my Mars
And we’re going far, yeah hop in the car babe we’re going far
She a baddie, got a rich mom and a daddy
Throw a party at her paddy
Telling her send me the addy
I pull up with Twenties like rallies
After the party, hit Rally’s
She doing blow on the banister
Right next to pics of her family, savagery
I embarrass these, wanna-be skaters in Thrasher tee’s
All of these posers, they sadden me
Just pick up a board and lose gravity, happily
(Yeah, yeah)
You’re the sun to my stars, the day to my night, the Moon to my Mars
And we’re going far, yeah hop in the car babe we’re going far
You’re the sun to my stars, the day to my night, the Moon to my Mars
And we’re going far, yeah hop in the car babe we’re going far
You’re the sun to my stars, the day to my night, the Moon to my Mars
And we’re going far, yeah hop in the car babe we’re going far
What’s the rush, I, got this crush
On you, and, I don’t know what to do
So, I wrote this poem for you, yeah
Caught these feelings out the blue, yeah
She say her boyfriend’ll kill me
I tell her I’ll kill him too, yeah
Baby girl I just want you, yeah
You’re the sun to my stars, the day to my night, the Moon to my Mars
And we’re going far, yeah hop in the car babe we’re going far
You’re the sun to my stars, the day to my night, the Moon to my Mars
And we’re going far, yeah hop in the car babe we’re going far
You’re the sun to my stars, the day to my night, the Moon to my Mars
And we’re going far, yeah hop in the car babe we’re going far
Writer(s): DeChristopher Wyche
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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