Letras
Ah-ah
Ah-ah, yeah
Laying out above Curson Street
Pool towels on the hard concrete
Made the roof our private beach
Heads full of California dreams
Maybe we were naive
Maybe we were brilliant
Never perfect timing
Always saying dumb shit
We were marijuana sunbaked, turning up the radio
Paint each other's portraits, feeling like Jack and Rose
Kings of the world with nowhere but up to go
Yeah, maybe we were naive
Maybe we were brilliant
Bleach blonde, 24
Immortalized in video
Forever young in slo-mo
On the verge, little did we know
Maybe we were naive
Maybe we were brilliant
Never perfect timing
Always saying dumb shit
We were marijuana sunbaked, turning up the radio
Paint each other's portraits, feeling like Jack and Rose
Kings of the world with nowhere but up to go
Yeah, maybe we were naive
Maybe we were brilliant (ooh, ah-ah)
Yeah, maybe we were lightning
One in a million
Yeah, maybe we were
(Ooh-ooh, ah-ah)
Ah-ah (ah-ah)
(Ooh-ooh)
Ah-ah (ah-ah, ah-ah)
(Yeah, maybe we were)
(Ooh-ooh)
Ah-ah (ah-ah, ah-ah)
(Ooh-ooh, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah)
Maybe we were naive
Maybe we were brilliant
Never perfect timing
Always saying dumb shit
We were marijuana sunbaked, turning up the radio
Paint each other's portraits, feeling like Jack and Rose
Kings of the world with nowhere but up to go
Yeah, maybe we were naive
(Ooh-ooh, ah-ah)
Ah-ah (ah-ah)
(Ooh-ooh)
Ah-ah (ah-ah, ah-ah)
(Maybe we were lightning)
(Ooh-ooh)
Ah-ah (ah-ah, ah-ah)
(Ooh-ooh, ah-ah, ah-ah)
Yeah, maybe we were