Blonde Summer - Slow Days Fast Company lyrics
rate meI’m, slow days, fast company
There you look like your mother
To me you look like no other
We’re here now, hanging out
And you look like the type that was getting around
And around
The kids are all you leaning
And they keep on weaving in and out
The cops here now, they’re kicking us out
And I’m hanging myself to die every time
Going down the street with a feeling
Waking up in the morning after
Or is it that just dreaming
We’re just a sign coming up
Now it’s way behind me, away
Slow days, fast company
Slow days, fast company
There you look like your mother
To me you look like no other
We’re here now, hanging out
And you look like the type that was getting around
Looking at the ceiling, in my eyes are wiling out
The lights have ... remain in the car,
Honey singing and turning a new day
Slow days, fast company
Slow days, fast company.
