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Children of Stereo - Jules Larson
We are the children of stereo
And tape deck bands in the drive-thru we held hands
We are the children of strip malls
And thrift store pants in summers we ruled the land
And I never thought I was
Missing out on some big life
We didn't have we couldn't get
Just being out here
In an old car with the top down
We ride through Mulholland
And the sun blinds our eyes
I couldn't help you couldn't help you ever realize
I couldn't help you
We were the masters of our world
And I don't know why
You said you had to leave or die
And I never thought I was
Missing out on some big life
Like you couldn't get a broken heart
Just staying right here
In an old car with the top down
We ride through Mulholland
And the sun blinds our eyes
I couldn't help you couldn't help you ever realize
I couldn't help you
And now it's cold out so get your sweaters on
I just don't know how
We could ever belong anywhere else
Those days are gone but they'll always be around
In an old car with the top down
We ride through Mulholland
And the sun blinds our eyes
I couldn't help you
I couldn't help you
I couldn't help you
I couldn't help you
I couldn't help you
I couldn't help you ever realize
In an old car with the top down
We ride through Mulholland
And the sun blinds our eyes
I couldn't help you realize