Son of an Only Child

Ripples in my soup's got me dreaming Ten pounds on the side, baby sitting nice She's twenty-five, she's quite a sight She lets me stay up 'til we see headlights And sugar drops go the extra mile When you're the son of an only child Yea-ea-ea-eah [Verse 2] Saturday night and I'm drinking Some guy at the bar's got me thinking I'm cross Oh, I'm cross Hold me back Hold me back like I'm about to attack Oh, I'm yours And I'm fucking wild I'm the son of an only child Yea-ea-ea-eah, yea-ea-ea-eah [Verse 3] And I feel like celebrating and they're already decorating Sticking on the other draft, no doubt And the baby-boomer's crying 'Cause his champagne flute is dying Sticking on the other draft, out of shame [Verse 4] Taking all the toys off the counter You've got something special about you So come on, smile You're such a mess How can you be sad when you're simply the best? Let's run away In your daddy's car I'm sick of singing 'bout my broken heart I'm a rocket man And I'm a juvenile I'm the son of an only child Oh, yeah Yea-ea-ea-eah, yea-ea-ea-eah