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Put Your Records On

Three little birds sat on my window
And they told me I don’t need to worry.
Summer came like cinnamon, so sweet
Little girls, double-dutch on the concrete

Maybe sometimes we got it wrong, but it’s all right
Them more things seem to change, the more you stay the
same
Don’t you hesitate

Blue as the sky, sunburnt and lonely
Sipping tea in a bar by the road side
Don’t you let those other boys fool you
Gotta love that up-down hairdo

Maybe sometimes we feel afraid, but it’s all right
The more you stay the same, the more they seem to
change
Don’t you think it’s strange?

Just more than I could take
Pity for pity’s sake
Some nights kept me awake
I thought that I was stronger
When are you gonna realize
That you don’t even have to try any longer?
Do what you want.

Girl, put your records on, tell me your favorite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans
I hope you get your dreams
Just go ahead, let your hair down
Ooh, you’re gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow