34 Bus

We don't think like we used to
We don't drink like we used to
We're not running 'round in town trying to make sense of the world
We don't talk like we used to
Don't play games like we used to
We're not worrying 'bout things that we can't control

Thirty-four bus to Arnos Grove
Piccadilly line, shame you weren't more close
Staying at my house and you'd need a suitcase
Couple house parties and we'd come back to the same place
Glen's vodka in a park
Spinning round in circles 'til it got dark
As many piercings as you can carry
Two for twenty at underground and

I miss us young and stupid
In the hallways playing cupid
Saturday trips into Camden Town
This little song is dedicated to you now

Paul's Boutique bags all in hand
And mine was fake but that was right on brand
Dream matt moose slathered on my face to
Hide the skin that I would later crave
I never really knew that my life was a breeze
My Scoubidous dangling off my keys
And I never should've had that side fringe
No regrets though, I'm glad I tried it

I miss us young and stupid
In the hallways playing cupid
I miss us young and fearless
Never caring what would come next

We don't think like we used to
We don't drink like we used to
We're not running 'round town trying to make sense of this world
We don't talk like we used to
Don't play games like we used to
I dedicate this song to my younger soul