Lyrics

This remind me of the roller rink Icy cold soda drinks Sittin' in the booth seats Hopin' she would notice Skating right in front of her DJ play my favorite song I gotta put on a show Hopefully she play along Baby, roll the dice You looking as cold as ice Skating with the real blades Hoping you would notice Playing arcade games Coming up with nicknames And texting on our flip phones If I had the minutes Baby, I bet you get this a lot But I just wanna take you to your favorite spot I don't know where it is yet But I'm 'bout to find out Wonder if you'll give me this dance And she crackin' a smile Yeah, she crackin' a grin I'm back at it again To be honest baby We should be way more than friends The disco ball above keeps on spinning We're way too young to be thinking so independent We never wanna take the time to really sit and listen But girl you seem different I don't get it But I'll admit it This remind me of the roller rink Icy cold soda drinks Sittin' in the booth seats Hopin' she would notice Skating right in front of her DJ play my favorite song I gotta put on a show Hopefully she play along Baby, roll the dice You lookin' as cold as ice Skating with the real blades Hoping you would notice Playing arcade games Coming up with nicknames And texting on our flip phones If I had the minutes Yeah Every Friday night I would wait in line And try to catch your eye But you'd never pay me anymind So why do I try 'Cause every single time That I had a chance To finally get that dance I would always lose it to some other guy So why do I try I won't lie, you got a hold on me I hope that you won't Leave me here on the ground It end to lose my feet Then there's no one around And our eyes meet I was lost 'til you found me This remind me of the roller rink Icy cold soda drinks Sittin' in the booth seats Hopin' she would notice Skating right in front of her DJ play my favorite song I gotta put on a show Hopefully she play along Baby, roll the dice You looking as cold as ice Skating with the real blades Hoping you would notice Playing arcade games Coming up with nicknames And texting onour flip phones If I had the minutes Yeah This remind me of the roller rink Yeah yeah Mhm... This remind me of the roller rink Mhm...
Writer(s): Dempsey Hope, Jake Dylan Crocker Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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