Youngblood Youngblood Youngblood She's my little youngblood
Youngblood Youngblood Youngblood Punch drunk and youngblood
She's a loner, not a stoner Bleeding heart and the soul of Ms. Teresa Supernova, Cherry Cola She's the cedar in the trees of Minnesota
I'm a rough boy around the edges Getting drunk and falling into hedges She's my weakness, fucking genius Swear to God and I'm not even superstitious
Youngblood Youngblood Youngblood She's my little youngblood
Youngblood Youngblood Youngblood Punch drunk and youngblood
I wanna hold you like a gun We'll shoot the moon into the sun Alright, alright
Are you stranded like I'm stranded? Do you wanna watch the world fall to pieces? Are you broken like I'm broken? Are you restless? She said: Fuck you, I'm from Oakland!
Youngblood Youngblood Youngblood She's my little youngblood
Youngblood Youngblood Youngblood Punch drunk and youngblood
