Down The Line

Rattling telecom speakers Screaming your name in the bleachers And it sounds something like hey ya Like hey ya I'm burning my tongue when I hear it But I got rid of your ass in the winter Na na, hey ya Like hey ya We don't change, no We don't take the blame, no We don't change, no So I'll see you later On and on and on, I'm guessing Pushing it off just keeps me stressing So on and on and on, I'm saying Not right now, but maybe down the line And if it don't get better Pushing it down is too much pressure So on and on and on, I'm saying Not right now, but maybe down the line Maybe down the line Maybe down the line Down the line, the line, the line, the line Boys will be boys They play and they barter And make a lot of noise Of thinking about their mothers You stop and go Telling me to go home Wait an hour more Showing up at my door You're a paraphone You ain't it, but you called And you're so self-involved it makes no difference at all And girls will be girls We play and we barter And we wanna rule your world And we wanna be your mother I stop and go Telling you to go home Wait an hour more Showing up at your door I'm a paraphone I ain't it, but you called And we're so self-involved it makes no difference and We don't change, no We don't take the blame, no 'Cause we don't change, no 'Cause I'll see you later On and on and on I'm guessing Pushing it off just keeps me stressing So on and on and on I'm saying Not right now but maybe down the line And if it don't get better Pushing it down is too much pressure So on and on and on I'm saying Not right now but maybe down the line Maybe down the line Maybe down the line Down the line, the line, the line, the line Maybe down the line Maybe down the line Maybe down the line, the line, the line, the line