歌手:Tom Odell
专辑:《Jubilee Road (Deluxe)》

作词 : Tom Odell
作曲 : Tom Odell
Ripples in my soup's got me dreaming
Ten pounds on the side,
Baby sitting in darkness
She's twenty-five, she's quite a sight
She leaves misty 'til we see the lights
And sugar drops
Go the extra mile
When you're the son of an only child
Yea-ea-ea-eah
Saturday night and I'm drinking
Some guy and the bar's got me thinking I'm cross
Oh, I'm cross
Hold me back
Hold me back like I'm about to attack
Oh, I'm yours
And I'm ****ing wild
I'm the son of an only child
Yea-ea-ea-eah, yea-ea-ea-eah
And I feel like celebrating
And they're only decorating
Sticking on the other draft, no doubt
And the baby-boomer's crying,
'cause it's champaign fluing and dying
Sticking on the other draft, out of shame
Taking all the toys off the counter
You've got something special about you
So come on, smile
You're such a mess
How can you be sad when you're simply the best?
Let's run away
In your daddy's car
I'm sick of singing 'bout my broken heart
I'm a rocket man
And I want you but now
I'm the son of an only child
Oh, yeah
Yea-ea-ea-eah, yea-ea-ea-eah