Coppertone
The Academy Is..."Coppertone" is a song by The Academy Is..., released in 2008 in the Pop genre. The song is 2:57 long and contains 30 lines and 204 words.
Lyrics
0:08Do you think you're up for this?
0:10Are you ready to get undressed,
0:13Undressed in your evening best besides,
0:17Every heart is like a house on fire
0:21With escape routes in every room.
0:26These are the trials of our youth.
0:29But this charade is never going to last
0:35So pick the poison and pour yourself a glass
0:38I still feel the same
0:44No one's to blame.
0:52I will be waiting outside if you're ready to go.
0:56Your sundress reflects in the headlight glow.
0:59Besides, every heart is like a house of cards
1:05When the walls break down on you.
1:10These are the trials of our youth.
1:14But this charade is never going to last
1:18So pick the poison and pour yourself a glass
1:23I still feel the same
1:28No one's to blame.
1:36These are the fast times
2:05But this charade is never going to last
2:10So pick the poison and pour yourself a glass
2:14I still feel the same
2:20These mistakes are just a part of the ride
2:25And if we choke on the next tongue that we tie
2:29I still feel the same
2:35These are the fast times
2:43These are the fast times
2:50These are the fast times
2:57These are the fast times
Do you think you're up for this? Are you ready to get undressed, Undressed in your evening best besides, Every heart is like a house on fire With escape routes in every room. These are the trials of our youth. But this charade is never going to last So pick the poison and pour yourself a glass I still feel the same No one's to blame. I will be waiting outside if you're ready to go. Your sundress reflects in the headlight glow. Besides, every heart is like a house of cards When the walls break down on you. These are the trials of our youth. But this charade is never going to last So pick the poison and pour yourself a glass I still feel the same No one's to blame. These are the fast times But this charade is never going to last So pick the poison and pour yourself a glass I still feel the same These mistakes are just a part of the ride And if we choke on the next tongue that we tie I still feel the same These are the fast times These are the fast times These are the fast times These are the fast times
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