Oh, she’s only 17
Wine and whine and wound up over everything
Bloody Mary breakfast, busting up the scene
Brothers frightened, when’s a baby gonna sleep?
Hidden ship, two sails away

Said, it’s a culmination of a story and a goodbye session
It’s the tick of our time and the tick in her head that make me feel so strange
Said, I could call you, baby, I could call you, damn it, it’s a one in a million
Oh, it’s the rolling of your Spanish tongue that make me wanna stay

Oh, she’s only 17
Wine and whine and wound up over everything
Bloody Mary breakfast, busting up the scene
Brothers frightened, when’s a baby gonna sleep?
Hidden ship, two sails away

Said, it’s a culmination of a story and a goodbye session
It’s the tick of our time and the tick in her head that make me feel so strange
Said, I could call you, baby, I could call you, damn it, it’s a one in a million
Oh, it’s the rolling of the Spanish tongue that make me wanna stay

Said, I could call you, baby, I could call you, damn it, it’s a one in a million
Oh, it’s the rolling of your Spanish tongue that make me wanna stay

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Video 17