I've got a hunger
Twisting my stomach into knots
That my tongue is tied off
My brain's repeating,
But they never make it past my mouth
Bop-ba [(bop-ba)]
This is the sound of settling
Bop-ba, bop-ba [(bop-ba)]
Bop-ba [(bop-ba)]
This is the sound of settling
Bop-ba, bop-ba [(bop-ba)]
Our youth is fleeting
Old age is just around the bend
And I can't wait to go gray
And I'll sit and wonder
Of every love that could have been
If I'd only thought of something charming to say
Bop-ba [(bop-ba)]
This is the sound of settling
Bop-ba, bop-ba [(bop-ba)]
Bop-ba [(bop-ba)]
This is the sound of settling
Bop-ba, bop-ba [(bop-ba)]
Bop-ba [(bop-ba)]
This is the sound of settling
Bop-ba, bop-ba [(bop-ba)]
Bop-ba [(bop-ba)]
This is the sound of settling
Bop-ba, bop-ba [(bop-ba)]
I've got a hunger
Twisting my stomach into knots

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