paroles de chanson Bag of Bones - Surfer Girl

Low
Low ooooh low
Low

I'm calling everyone I love
And telling them I need them here
I don't really have all that much
Except my mind and my calendar cleared

All my friends I haven't seen in months
And some I haven't seen in years
I know I'll say this more than once
But It's time for a God damn cheers

We'll never get too old
We'll never get too old for this, yeah
Even when I'm a bag of bones
Bag of bones
I'll still be getting stoned and kicking back on the low
Ooooh
Low ooooh low
Low ooooh low
Low ooooh low
Low

Why didn't anybody tell me
That we about to act out?
We bout to burn it to the third degree
And you better not pass out

A couple blocks in from the beach
But I think we're going back now
To watch waves that be rolling
With faces I've grown with
And J's that we're holding

We'll never get too old
We'll never get too old for this, yeah
Even when I'm a bag of bones
Bag of bones
I'll still be getting stoned and kicking back on the low
Ooooh
Low ooooh low
Low ooooh low
Low ooooh low
Low

(Instrumental)

We'll never get too old
We'll never get too old for this, yeah
Even when I'm a bag of bones
Bag of bones
I'll still be getting stoned and kicking back on the low
Ooooh
Low ooooh low
Low ooooh low
Low ooooh low
Low