kaila

hidin' in the pillows

with no clothes on under there

signin' out the window

taste the freedom of the air

ronnie's got his daddy's car

so he has to take it slow

anywhere but here my friend

who cares where we go

kaila

don't stay out after midnight

there'll be murder to pay for

when she gets home

kaila

you know you're plan is air tight

be alone in the sweet life

there in the street life

party in the park now

on the street your boys are there

shots of gin and vodka

marijuana in the air

this is where i'm supposed to be

and i never want to go

as long as i'm in bed by dawn

nobody has to know

nobody needs to know

nobody needs to know

nobody needs to know

nobody needs to know