Stop marching cause you think you shot to number one Counting days and skipping your stones into the sun Overrated on the form it goes to where you turn
I´ll be yours tonight Living the dream of a meteorite!
Stop jumping cause we got something to say, yeah Young lovers keep it pumping in the streets of L.A., yeah
Short stroking butterfly Better to go for broke What you´re smoking? Mary Jane? And does it make you choke Jumping the fence, riding the rail Can you take a joke? I´ll be yours today Living the dream with a capital K!
Stop jumping cause we got something to say, yeah Young lovers keep it pumping in the streets of L.A., yeah
Tell me now, tell you how Just show me where to send Make time for love and your happiness The mothers of invention are the best We all learn and struggle with some loneliness A tender mess for everyone I guess I guess Half blinded I´m reminded how to climb the stairs Nickel and dime I think It´s time to play some musical chairs Dirty laundry, what a wandering Ask her if she cares I´ll be yours and more Better than ever like never before!
Stop jumping cause we got something to say, yeah
Young lovers keep it pumping in the streets of L.A., yeah
Make time for love and your happiness The mothers of invention are the best We all know and struggle with some loneliness A tender mess for everyone I guess I guess Sweet talking, there is a marker To your part of town Never again We´re trying to see your love supremed and bound Is it ever meant to be And is it so profound?
Is it you and me play it to one make history A history Said yeah