1965

Lyrics

[Intro] My hair is high, coke is cheap It's a great time to be alive Studies are now saying that cigarettes are recommended and women belong in the kitchen [Verse 1] We'd go to church on a Sunday, wake up on Monday You'd go to work and I'd stay home and sing and do fun things I might get a little slap-slap, but you wouldn't hit me on Snapchat Don't fuckin' text me at 2 AM sayin', "Where you at, at?", boy, fuck you You'd handwrite me letters when you went away You'd make me feel better, you'd know what to say And maybe you'd still be a ho But if you cheated, hell, I wouldn't know [Chorus] I want you to love me (Hair up high, hair up high, hair up high) Like it's 1965 (Hair up high, hair up high, hair up high) Oh-oh I want you to want me (Hair up high, hair up high, hair up high) I think I'd give up a few rights (Hair up high, hair up high, hair up high) If you would just love me Like it's 1965 [Verse 2] You'd show up at the door with flowers and ask me What I am doing an hour half past three We'd go to diners and movies and such We'd just hold hands and I'd love every touch and I would be twenty, and it'd be acceptable for you to be forty And that is fucked up, I know But at least you wouldn't drive off before I get in the fuckin' door You fuckin' fuck, fuck you [Chorus] I want you to love me (Hair up high, hair up high, hair up high) Like it's 1965 (Hair up high, hair up high, hair up high) Oh-oh I want you to want me (Hair up high, hair up high, hair up high) I think I'd give up a few rights (Hair up high, hair up high, hair up high) If you would just love me Like it's 1965 [Outro] I guess Bud Light didn't exist Fuck, and I guess movies didn't exist Maybe they did, I'm not sure about that timeline, but I'm sure about you are mine and I am yours And I'd have nine daughters, and Dirty Dancing wasn't a thing yet, I love that movie, fuck But oh, woah, we'd read a lot of books, ah-la