Backyard Boy

Five six seven eight Dance with me in my backyard boy Looking super fine in your corduroy Drive me around the block we can go in a loop And we'll turn the volume up on some good boy band tunes Love to feel the fresh air I can feel your eyes stare And I'm not gonna lie I get a little bit scared My heart is on wings I'm living in dreams And at the top of our lungs we sing Da-da-da-da-da-da-da Da-da-da-da-da Everything is perfect Da-da-da-da-da-da-da Da-da-da-da-da All our words were worth it Da-da-da-da-da-da-da Da-da-da-da-da Dancin' around like a clown at the circus Da-da-da-da-da-da-da Da-da-da-da-da Backyard boy you make me nervous Dancing on my own I need a vacation I might blow off all my friends just to make a statement But damn it feels nice with the sun in my eyes And I swear on my life that I'm not gonna cry 'Til I feel the fresh air I can feel your eyes stare And I'm not gonna lie I get a little bit scared My heart is on wings I'm living in dreams And at the top of our lungs we sing Da-da-da-da-da-da-da Da-da-da-da-da Everything is perfect Da-da-da-da-da-da-da Da-da-da-da-da All our words were worth it Da-da-da-da-da-da-da Da-da-da-da-da Dancin' around like a clown at the circus Da-da-da-da-da-da-da Da-da-da-da-da Backyard boy you make me nervous