The Fifties letra

I've stowed away everything in boxes and old spaces
Trying to keep my senses
The only place I want to be is listening to Elvis in your front seat
Faking a life in the fifties
It's not that I lied

It's just hard to say that I tried
I just think that it's about time that
I stopped falling for every beautiful set of brown eyes just like your brown eyes

You Blew It! - Letras

• A Different Kind of Kindling
• A Noble Black Eye
• Arrowhead
• Autotheology
• Award of the Year Award
• Batavia, NY
• Better To Best
• Epaulette
• Forecasting
• Good For Bond, Bad For You
• Goodbye AM
• Gray Matter
• Greenwood
• Grow Up Dude
• Hope It's Not a Deposit Bottle
• House Address
• Hue
• I'm a Kid, That's My Job
• I'm Bill Paxton
• Just to Make a Sound
• Kevin, You're Such a Disease
• LB Jefferies
• Like Myself
• Match & Tinder
• Medal Of Honor
• Pinball House
• Regional Dialect
• Rock Springs
• Saddle Up, San Antonio
• Sneaky Fucking Russian
• Sorry About That
• Strong Island
• Sundial Song
• Terry Vs. Tori
• The Fifties
• The One With David
• The One With Marc
• There's Nothing I Love More Than Baseball
• To The Moon
• You & Me & Me