Lletres: Green Day. Kerplunk!. Private Ale.

I wonder down these streets all by myself
Think of my future, now I just don't know
Well I don't seem to care
I [incomprehensible] notice that I'm by your home
I wonder if you're sitting all alone
Or is your boyfriend there?

Because I feel so right
Let my imagination go
Until you're in my sights
And through my veins temptation flows
Well I'm here

So I sit down here on the hard concrete
Think of my future, now I just don't know
Well I don't seem to care
I stop to notice that I'm by your home
I wonder if you're sitting all alone
Or is your boyfriend there?

Because I feel so right
Let my imagination go
Until you're in my sights
And through my veins temptation flows
Well I'm here, well

Because I feel so right
Let my imagination go
Until you're in my sights
And through my veins temptation flows
Well I'm here, well I'm here

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