Old Stories Lyrics

Ba ba bada bada ba ba

Ba bada bada

Ba ba bada bada oh

Oh oh oh oh oh oh

We could be stories, I like to tell stories

And I like them best when I'm with you

We could boys

Yeah you could be the boy with me

In my house, just take off your shoes

So pinch me if I'm dreaming

But I think that this is feeling better then the other one

And I know that I'm a ghost

But you're freaking me out

I didn't worry like this for the other one

Ba ba bada bada ba ba

Ba bada bada

Ba ba oh oh oh oh oh

Oh oh oh oh oh oh

Ba ba bada bada ba ba

Ba bada bada

Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

Oh oh oh oh oh oh

Yeah we could have fun in the sun

We could run around, run around

Run, run, run

Till we're tired

We could be like our parents after college

Live like hippies in a shack till our 30's and it's time to get old

So kiss me if I'm dreaming

But I think that this is feeling better then the other ones

And I know that I'm a ghost

But you're freaking me out

I didn't worry like this for the other ones

So pick it up, pick it up, pick it up

And take me to a different place

Pack it up, pack it up, pack it up

We gotta get moving

So move along, move along, move along

I think we're running out of space

Get along, get along, get along

We gotta get moving

So pick it up, pick it up, pick it up

And take me to a different place

Pack it up, pack it up, pack it up

We gotta get moving

So move along, move along, move along

The stories running down your face

Get along, get along, get along

We gotta keep moving

So pick it up, pick it up, pick it up

And take me to a different place

Pack it up, pack it up, pack it up

We gotta get moving

So move along, move along, move along

I think we're running out of space

Get along, get along, get along

We gotta keep moving

Ba ba bada bada ba ba

Ba bada bada

Ba ba ba ba ba ba badabada ba

Ba ba bada bada ba ba

Ba bada bada

Ba ba ba ba ba ba bada bada oh oh oh