Down The Line

Rattling telecom speakers

Screaming your name in the bleachers

And it sounds something like hey ya

Like hey ya

I'm burning my tongue when I hear it

But I got rid of your ass in the winter

Na na, hey ya

Like hey ya

We don't change, no

We don't take the blame, no

We don't change, no

So I'll see you later

On and on and on, I'm guessing

Pushing it off just keeps me stressing

So on and on and on, I'm saying

Not right now, but maybe down the line

And if it don't get better

Pushing it down is too much pressure

So on and on and on, I'm saying

Not right now, but maybe down the line

Maybe down the line

Maybe down the line

Down the line, the line, the line, the line

Boys will be boys

They play and they barter

And make a lot of noise

Of thinking about their mothers

You stop and go

Telling me to go home

Wait an hour more

Showing up at my door

You're a paraphone

You ain't it, but you called

And you're so self-involved it makes no difference at all

And girls will be girls

We play and we barter

And we wanna rule your world

And we wanna be your mother

I stop and go

Telling you to go home

Wait an hour more

Showing up at your door

I'm a paraphone

I ain't it, but you called

And we're so self-involved it makes no difference and

We don't change, no

We don't take the blame, no

'Cause we don't change, no

'Cause I'll see you later

On and on and on I'm guessing

Pushing it off just keeps me stressing

So on and on and on I'm saying

Not right now but maybe down the line

And if it don't get better

Pushing it down is too much pressure

So on and on and on I'm saying

Not right now but maybe down the line

Maybe down the line

Maybe down the line

Down the line, the line, the line, the line

Maybe down the line

Maybe down the line

Maybe down the line, the line, the line, the line

The line