Avril Lavigne ~ Here's to Never Growing Up
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Singing Radio head at the top of our lungs
With the boom box
blaring as we’re falling in love
Got a bottle of whatever but it’s getting us drunk
Singing here’s to never growing up
Call up all our
friends
Go hard this weekend
For no damn reason
I don’t think we’ll ever change
Meet you at the spot
Half past 10 o’clock
We don’t ever stop
And we’re never gonna change
Stay
Won’t you stay forever
Stay
If you stay forever
Hey
We can stay forever young
Singing Radio head at
the top of our lungs
With the boom box
blaring as we’re falling in love
Got a bottle of whatever but it’s getting us drunk
Singing here’s to never growing up
We’ll be running down
the street yelling “kiss my ass”
I’m like “yeah,
whatever” we’re still living like that
When the sun’s going down we’ll be raising our cups
Singing here’s to never growing up
Oh whoa, oh whoa here’s to never growing up
Singing here’s to
never growing up
Oh whoa, oh whoa here’s to never growing up
We live like rockstars
Dance on every bar
This is who we are
I don’t think we’ll
ever change (oh no)
They say “just grow up”
But they don’t know us
We don’t give a fuck
and we’re never gonna change
Stay
Won’t you stay forever
Stay
If you stay forever
Hey
We can stay forever
young
Singing Radio head at the top of our lungs
With the boom box blaring as we’re falling in love
Got a bottle of
whatever but it’s getting us drunk
Singing here’s to
never growing up
We’ll be running down the street yelling “kiss my ass”
I’m like “yeah, whatever” we’re still living like that
When the sun’s going
down we’ll be raising our cups
Singing here’s to
never growing up
Oh whoa, oh whoa
here’s to never growing up
Singing here’s to never growing up
Oh whoa, oh whoa
here’s to never growing up
Stay
Won’t you stay forever
Stay
If you stay forever
Hey
We can stay forever
young
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Singing Radio head at
the top of our lungs
With the boom box blaring as we’re falling in love
Got a bottle of
whatever but it’s getting us drunk
Singing here’s to
never growing up
We’ll be running down
the street yelling “kiss my ass”
I’m like “yeah,
whatever” we’re still living like that
When the sun’s going down we’ll be raising our cups
Singing here’s to never growing up
Oh whoa, oh whoa
here’s to never growing up
Singing here’s to never growing up
Oh whoa, oh whoa here’s to never growing up
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