Trampoline – Calamine – letras

we’ve been locked out againi’ll be the indian, and you be the cowboywe’ll terrorize the girls walking home from school in their uniformsi wore a yellow skirt, covered with stains and dirtjust a hand-me-downwe wrestle on the grass, your legs up on my backpush my face in the groundblack-top parking lotand the funniest thingi’d ever seenwas youjumping on the trampolinethey’re turning on the lights, time to go insidedon’t answer when she calls youlet’s hang out in the park, wait there until it’s darkthen sneak into the poolwe do this everyday, it keeps them all at bayyou go while i stand guardhang out with boys we know, i’m late ’cause i run slowghost in the graveyardblack-top parking lotand the funniest thingi’d ever seenwas youjumping on the trampolinethey locked us out againi’ll be the indianyou be the cowboythey locked us out againyou be the indiani’ll be the cowboyblack-top parking lotand the funniest thingi’d ever seenwas youjumping on the trampoline