This morning everybody knows that
And you're kinda fake bourgeois
But we still get each other, and that's super rare for me
It's true that so-so-so-so many
But the others, all short stories
Everybody's at the beach and we're not
We have too much on our plate
In the blue like your Levi's
All the others are short stories
Look at that beautiful Hollywood moon
A closed shutter, who's gonna kill us?
An addiction is what we're missing
It's true that so-so-so-so many
But the others, all short stories
Everybody's at the beach and we're not
We have too much on our plate
In the blue like your Levi's
All the others are short stories
Maybe this sea got me restless and
I've been missing you, and you me too
They'll end, all the others are short stories
In the blue like your Levi's
All the others are short stories