Pretty little birds hat on my window And they told me I don't need to worry Sun marking lights in the mail and so sweet The little girls are both out on the concrete Maybe sometimes we've got it wrong but it's alright The more things seem to change The more they stay the same Don't you hesitate, girl, put your records on Tell me your favorite song You go ahead, let your hair down Suffering faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams Just go ahead, let your hair down You're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow Just more than I could take, be cheap or be the same Some nights kept me awake, I thought then I was stronger When you're gonna realize that you don't even have to try any longer Do what you want to, girl, put your records on Tell me your favorite song You go ahead, let your hair down Suffering faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams Just go ahead, let your hair down You're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow