Weezer - Memories
Pissing in plastic cups, before we went on stage
Playing hackey sack back when audioslave were still rage
Watching all the freaky Dutch kids vomit then have sex
Listening to tecno music on the bus while we underdressed
Memories make me want to go back there, back there
All the memories make me want to go back there, back there
All the memories, how can we make it back there
I want be there again
Messing with the journalists and telling stupid lies
They had a feeling that something was up
Because of the look in your eyes
In fact we dindn't know what we were doinghakf of the time
We were so sure of ourselves and sure of our way of live Memories make me want to go back there, back there
All the memories make me want to go back there, back there
All the memories, how can we make it back there
I want be there again
Now I got so many people that I got to look out for
Never know when I'll become awake and buy some food at the store!
I can hear them babies crying and the lawn needs to be mowed
I gotta get my groove on because I'm freakin bored
Memories make me want to go back there, back there
All the memories make me want to go back there, back there
All the memories, how can we make it back there
I want be there again
Playing hackey sack back when audioslave were still rage
Watching all the freaky Dutch kids vomit then have sex
Listening to tecno music on the bus while we underdressed
Memories make me want to go back there, back there
All the memories make me want to go back there, back there
All the memories, how can we make it back there
I want be there again
Messing with the journalists and telling stupid lies
They had a feeling that something was up
Because of the look in your eyes
In fact we dindn't know what we were doinghakf of the time
We were so sure of ourselves and sure of our way of live Memories make me want to go back there, back there
All the memories make me want to go back there, back there
All the memories, how can we make it back there
I want be there again
Now I got so many people that I got to look out for
Never know when I'll become awake and buy some food at the store!
I can hear them babies crying and the lawn needs to be mowed
I gotta get my groove on because I'm freakin bored
Memories make me want to go back there, back there
All the memories make me want to go back there, back there
All the memories, how can we make it back there
I want be there again
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