It beats for you, so listen close (listen) If you can hit it, sing along and take me by the hand I think finally found a note to make you understand You never know, we come and go like on the interstate (never know) When you have to purchase mad D batteries (batteries)Īppreciate every mixtape your friends make (friends make) Would you turn my volume up in front of the cops? (Turn it up)Īnd crank it higher every time they told you to stopĪnd all I ask is that you don’t get mad at me (mad at me) Would you hold me on your shoulder, wherever you walk? If I was an old-school, fifty-pound boombox (remember them?) Hear my thoughts in every note (yeah, yeah, yeah, come on)Īnd turn me up when you feel low (turn it up) Just keep me stuck inside your head like your favorite tuneĪnd know my heart’s a stereo that only plays for you I’d sing it softly in your ear and grab you by the hand If I could only find a note to make you understand ’Cause holding grudges over love is ancient artifacts I used to, used to, used to, used to, now I’m over that It’s just the last girl that played me left a couple cracks Like ye-yeah, chicka, Travie, I can handle thatįurthermore, I apologize for any skipping tracks If I ask you to scratch my back, could you manage that?
Would you blow me off and play me like everybody else? If I was just another dusty record on the shelf This melody was meant for you (yeah, right there) It beats for you, so listen closeĪnd turn me up when you feel low (turn it up a little bit)
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