[00:00.00] 作词 : Ian Simpson/Cole Bat/Jack Bat/Itamar Fainer/Romil Hemnani/Jonah Abraham/Jamison Baken/Julian Rapaport
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Ian Simpson/Cole Bat/Jack Bat/Itamar Fainer/Romil Hemnani/Jonah Abraham/Jamison Baken/Julian Rapaport
[00:07.95]Let’s tell ghost stories to friends through fences
[00:11.97]You can’t touch me in my dreams
[00:13.73]Can’t call me your fantasy
[00:15.67]Don’t touch me
[00:17.92]It turns me on
[00:20.33]Frizzy hair
[00:21.90]Naked, hit the bong
[00:26.59]What should I do?
[00:30.45]What should I do?
[00:34.44]What should I do?
[00:39.50]When I’m floating through space
[00:41.36]In the darkness I see your face
[00:43.03]Between you and me, my friend, my partner, my spot in the shade
[00:47.19]We’ll drive around this town pretending like we got it made
[00:51.12]Then let’s stay up all night until tomorrow turns to day
[00:55.26]Don’t touch me
[00:57.28]It turns me on
[00:59.41]Frizzy hair
[01:01.10]Naked, hit the bong
[01:18.99]Don’t touch me
[01:20.72]It turns me on
[01:23.08]Frizzy hair
[01:24.58]Naked, hit the bong
[01:29.75]What should I do?
[01:33.73]What should I do?
[01:36.81]To get my mind off of you?
[01:42.51]Running through the sky laying in tall grass
[01:46.03]Hitchhikers seeds all up in my socks
[01:50.14]Running through the sky laying in tall grass
[01:53.66]Hitchhiker seeds all up in my socks
[01:56.56]I hope we don’t get caught

作词 : Ian Simpson/Cole Bat/Jack Bat/Itamar Fainer/Romil Hemnani/Jonah Abraham/Jamison Baken/Julian Rapaport
作曲 : Ian Simpson/Cole Bat/Jack Bat/Itamar Fainer/Romil Hemnani/Jonah Abraham/Jamison Baken/Julian Rapaport
Let’s tell ghost stories to friends through fences
You can’t touch me in my dreams
Can’t call me your fantasy
Don’t touch me
It turns me on
Frizzy hair
Naked, hit the bong
What should I do?
What should I do?
What should I do?
When I’m floating through space
In the darkness I see your face
Between you and me, my friend, my partner, my spot in the shade
We’ll drive around this town pretending like we got it made
Then let’s stay up all night until tomorrow turns to day
Don’t touch me
It turns me on
Frizzy hair
Naked, hit the bong
Don’t touch me
It turns me on
Frizzy hair
Naked, hit the bong
What should I do?
What should I do?
To get my mind off of you?
Running through the sky laying in tall grass
Hitchhikers seeds all up in my socks
Running through the sky laying in tall grass
Hitchhiker seeds all up in my socks
I hope we don’t get caught