C.Y.O Dance

Lyrics

Head on down to the C.Y.O Smoke a cigarette I'm gonna dig the show We're only sixteen But we got black hearts Talking to the devil when the guitar starts Beginnings of a love in every four or five songs Green and a-yellow and ivory tones We're jivin' so hard that it almost hurt I can't beat the flowers on your paisley shirt Well I'm from my mama Sing the [?], baby Make a noise like a soup in a [?] baby, baby [?] and pretty, but I won't leave We're gonna run away and live in a cave [?] and ready, but I Oh, I won't leave [?] and ready, but I Oh, I won't leave These high We're sweatin' We ain't got [?] A fever Come on over We're itching We're itching We're itching Head on down to the C.Y.O Smoke a cigarette I'm gonna dig the show We're only sixteen But we got black hearts Talking to the devil when the guitar starts Beginnings of a love in every four or five songs Green and a-yellow and ivory tones We're jivin' so hard that it almost hurt I can't beat the flowers on your paisley shirt