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Hey, Kid! Video (MV)




Performed By: Phoneboy
Length: 3:32
Written by: James Fusco, Ricky Dana, Wyn Barnum




Phoneboy - Hey, Kid! Lyrics




Waking up at the same moment
Watch me as I
RICKY CLEAN YOUR ROOM

Checking my texts
She's hopping the fence
Let's get inspired
Don't look down now
Don't get found out

Grew up in bed
With mannequin heads
And backseat drivers
Windows down now
Thinking out loud

Hands up in the sky
Civic's going 65
But you didn't mention
Your only intention

Waking up at the same moment
Watch me as I check my phone
We're breaking rules just like in high school
Sneaking out hours past curfew
Driving up the back road to the
Smoke spot with a view of all the
City and the people
All the city and the people
All the

Lights in my eyes
When green turns to red
These rose tinted glasses
Fogging my head
Apparitions
My own superstition
She's checking her texts
I turn to my right
She says what do we have
To end the night
So we won't look down now
Won't get found out

Waking up at the same moment
Watch me as I check my phone
We're breaking rules just like in high school
Sneaking out hours past curfew
Driving up the back road to the
Smoke spot with a view of all the
City and the people
All the city and the people
All the

Waking up at the same moment
Watch me as I check my phone
We're breaking rules just like in high school
Sneaking out hours past curfew
Driving up the back road to the
Smoke spot with a view of all the
City and the people
All the city and the people

Saying
Hey, Kid!
Don't grow on me right now
Right now
Hey, Kid!
You're drying my eyes out
My eyes out
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Waking up at the same moment
Watch me as I
RICKY CLEAN YOUR ROOM

Checking my texts
She's hopping the fence
Let's get inspired
Don't look down now
Don't get found out

Grew up in bed
With mannequin heads
And backseat drivers
Windows down now
Thinking out loud

Hands up in the sky
Civic's going 65
But you didn't mention
Your only intention

Waking up at the same moment
Watch me as I check my phone
We're breaking rules just like in high school
Sneaking out hours past curfew
Driving up the back road to the
Smoke spot with a view of all the
City and the people
All the city and the people
All the

Lights in my eyes
When green turns to red
These rose tinted glasses
Fogging my head
Apparitions
My own superstition
She's checking her texts
I turn to my right
She says what do we have
To end the night
So we won't look down now
Won't get found out

Waking up at the same moment
Watch me as I check my phone
We're breaking rules just like in high school
Sneaking out hours past curfew
Driving up the back road to the
Smoke spot with a view of all the
City and the people
All the city and the people
All the

Waking up at the same moment
Watch me as I check my phone
We're breaking rules just like in high school
Sneaking out hours past curfew
Driving up the back road to the
Smoke spot with a view of all the
City and the people
All the city and the people

Saying
Hey, Kid!
Don't grow on me right now
Right now
Hey, Kid!
You're drying my eyes out
My eyes out
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Writer: James Fusco, Ricky Dana, Wyn Barnum
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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