Little Red Wagon

You only love me for my thick sunglasses
And my Tony Lomas and my Dodge Dart classic
You said «I'll be Johnny and you’d be June
And I’ll ride with you to the moon»
But guess what?!
You can’t ride in my little red wagon
The front seat’s broken and the axle’s draggin
You can’t step to this backyard swagga
You know it aint my fault when I’m walkin jaws drop They’re like oooooo
ahhhhhhhh oooooooo ahhhhhh -----
Kick it!
Ba ba ba bad ba dup dup dup da da da
Oh heaven help me I’ve been sewin wildflower seeds
And chasin tumble weeds but that’s just who I be And you’re just trying to slow
this rolling stone But I’m on to ya baby
So guess what?!
Oooooo you only love me for my big sunglasses
And my Tony Lomas cause I’m from Oklahoma
And I got long red hair
And I play guitar
And I go on the road
And I do all the shit you want to do
And my dog does tricks
But I’m not about drama no
Cuz I love my apron
But I ain’t your mama!
Oooooooo ahhhhhhhh ooooooo ah!