Song name – 1965
Singer – Jessie Murph
Check out 1965 Song Lyrics by Jessie Murph
My hair is high, coke is cheap, it’s a great time to be alive
Studies are now saying that cigarettes are recommended and women belong in the kitchen
We’d go to church on a Sunday
Wake up on Monday
You’d go to work and I’d stay home and sing and do fun things
I might get a little slap slap
But you wouldn’t hit me on snapchat
Don’t fucking text me at 2am saying where you at at
Boy fuck you
You’d hand-write me letters
When you went away
You’d make me feel better
You’d know what to say
And maybe you’d still be a ho
But if you cheated
Hell, I wouldn’t know
I want you to love me
Like it’s 1965
I want you to want me
I think I’d give up a few rights
If you would just love me like it’s 1965
You’d show up at the door with flowers and ask me
What I am doing an hour half past three
We’d go to diners and movies and such
We’d just hold hands and I’d love every touch
And I would be twenty and it’d be acceptable
For you to be forty and that is fucked up I know
But at least you wouldn’t drive off before I get in the fucking door
You fucking fuck fuck you
I want you to love me
Like it’s 1965
I want you to want me
I think I’d give up a few rights
If you would just love me like it’s 1965
I guess Bud Light didn’t exist
Fuck and I guess movies didn’t exist
Maybe they did
I’m not sure about that timeline but
I’m sure about you are mine and I am yours
And Dirty Dancing wasn’t a thing yet
I love that movie fuck
But oh
We could read a lot of books
