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Paroles : Young Free & Reckless

Hello, I am Neon, this is how I roll
Listen to the sound on my Brooklyn stereo
I can make a dream come true, you're telling that I won’t
But what the hell you smoking on? I'm hoping it was homegrown
Run away from London, fifteen years old
Gypsy Rose, yeah, living in my soul
I been round the world but I got bigger places to go
Belly dancing like a Queen, I'm ready, Pon Da Flow

Mum, I swear that one day Imma live it up
But I ain’t got a dollar living in my truck
Jesus on the dashboard, Whiskey in my cup
Trudging from the gutter, we ain't growing up

Cause we, yeah we are…
Young free and reckless (young, free, reckless)
Young free and reckless (young, free, reckless)
(young, free, reckless)

Some of you are driven, some of you are slow
But like a drunk driver, I'm out of control
I can give you something that will get you inside my zone
Come get lost with it, It'd be like ET phoning home