I got inspiration
Going on vacantion
Up to different station
It's so bohemian
Flirting with some high life
Tempted by the zeitgeist
Let's go out to see the stars tonight
Can't believe I'm really in Williamsburg
Buying shit from the homeless
I know it's absurd
Every one will know when I get back home
Feeling so all alone
Oh oh, oh oh, yeah
Driving up to Pinewood
Feeling feeling feel good
Let's go out to see the stars tonight
Tonight
I'm really in Williamsburg
Buying shit from the homeless, I know it's absurd
Every one will know when I get back home
Feeling so all alone
West wind on the avenues, we're just in time to make it
They're good blonds with whiter tooth
I've go the party shaking
Can't believe I'm really in Williamsburg
Buying shit from the homeless, I know it's absurd
Every one will look when I get back home
Feeling so all alone
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