paroles de chanson Freaking Out the Neighborhood - Mac DeMarco

Sorry, mama
There are times I get carried away
Please, don't worry
Next time I'm home
I still be the same

And I know it's no fun
When your first son
Gets up to no good
Starts freaking out the neighborhood

Really, I'm fine
Never been better
Got no job on the line
Sincerely, don't worry
Same old boy
That you hoped you would find

And I know it's no fun
When your first son
Gets up to no good

Starts freaking out the neighborhood