Put Your Records On

Yeah, 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 alright
The more things seem to change
The more they stay the same
Don't you hesitate

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

You're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow

Blue as the sky, sunburnt and lonely
Sippin’ tea in a bar by the roadside
Don't you let those other boys fool you
Gotta love that afro hairdo, yeah

Maybe sometimes, we feel afraid
But it's alright the more you stay the same
The more they seem to change
Don't you think it's strange?

Girl, put your records on
Tell me your favorite song
You go ahead, let your hair down, babe
Sapphire and faded jeans
I hope you get your dreams
Just go ahead, let your hair down

You're gonna find yourself somewhere, some

Just more than I could take
Pity for pity's sake
Some nights kept me awake
I thought that I was stronger
When you gonna realize that you
Don't even have to try?

Girl, put those records on
Tell ’em 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, yeah

Girl, put your records on
Tell me your favorite song
Just go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans
I hope you get your dreams
Just go ahead, let your hair down

You’re gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow