Nonna's Trolley

I walk down Oakover road

It's the seventh time this week, I've carried my things

In a Nonna's Trolley

I can't drive yet, but I want to so bad

I'm wild and a loving machine

But I've somehow lost all the love I have for me

Sleeping in somebody else's sheets, oh, oh, oh

La-la, la-la-la-la-la-la-la

Oh-la-la, la-la-la-la-la-la-la

La-la, la-la-la-la-la-la-la

Oh-la-la, la-la-la-la-la-la-la

I've booked flights to Spain

It's the third time today, I've wanted to go

Something 'bout that place just seems so free

I'm wild and a loving machine

I've somehow lost all the love I have for me

Sleeping in somebody else's sheets, oh, oh, oh

La-la, la-la-la-la-la-la-la

Oh-la-la, la-la-la-la-la-la-la

La-la, la-la-la-la-la-la-la

Oh-la-la, la-la-la-la-la-la-la

La-la-la, la-la-la-la-la-la-la

Oh-la-la, la-la-la-la-la-la-la

La-la, la-la-la-la-la-la-la

Oh-la-la, la-la-la-la-la-la-la