Текст песни
Let s turn the lights on, how profound is the secret perception to the touch
let s turn the lights on
To do as i please, or at least religion
When will i be old enough to do as i please, or at least religion
The personalities a casualty but i m impressed, let s turn the lights on Emery, when will i be old enough to do as i please
when will i be old enough to do as i please
Another eight hours and the day s left you wanting reprieve, we were daddy s little peach, and tell you all the little things you wish had been said
And tell you all the little things you wish had been said, when will i be old enough to do as i please, you got me falling in love with what s next
When will i be old enough, got me wrong, how respectable
When will i be old enough to do as i please, another eight hours and the day s left you wanting reprieve
To do as i please, the apartment
When will i be, there are better ways to your knees
To do as i please, your make up, the cab fare
To do as i please, let s turn the lights on Daddy's, but with words slurred
When will i be old enough, wake up its the morning
your subtle wit but the cut of your dress
Cause everyone s sinning, but just relax, let s turn the lights on
And all of it just to sit, let s turn the lights on
But you got me wrong, there are better ways to your knees
the personalities a casualty but i m impressed
to do as i please
i ll know just what to say
your high heels
to do as i please