´Cause I´d tear out the pages That I´ve got in these books Just to find you some words Just to get some reward And I´ll show you all the photographs
That I ever got took And I´ll play you old 45´s That now mean nothing to me And you´re a real gone kid And maybe now, baby (Maybe now baby) Maybe now, baby (Maybe now, baby) Maybe now, baby (Maybe now, baby) I´ll do what I should have did Now I´ve stood on your shadow And I´ve watched it grow And it´s shaken and it´s driven me And let me know, let me know, let me know, let me know About all the old 45´s And the paperback rooms
And it´s scattered all the photographs Of summers and suns And you´re a real gone kid And maybe now, baby (Maybe now, baby) Maybe now, baby (Maybe now, baby) Maybe now, baby (Maybe now, baby) I´ll do what I should have did ´Cause you´re a real gone kid Cried and I craved, hoped and I saved And I put away those souvenirs, souvenirs, souvenirs I cried and I craved, hoped and I saved And I put away those souvenirs, souvenirs, souvenirs You´re a real gone kid
And maybe now, baby (Maybe now, baby) Maybe now, baby (Maybe now, baby) Maybe now, baby (Maybe now, baby) I´ll do what I should have did ´Cause you´re a real gone kid, oh ´Cause you´re a real gone kid You´re a real gone kid (Do what I should have done) ´Cause you´re a real gone kid (Do what I should have done) ´Cause you´re a real gone kid