Backyard Boy

Five, six, seven, eight

Dance with me in my backyard boy

Looking super fine in your corduroy

Drive me around the block, we can go in a loop

And we'll turn the volume up, on some good boy band tunes

Love to feel the fresh air, I can feel your eyes stare

And I'm not gonna lie, I get a little bit scared

My heart is on wings, I'm living in dreams

And at the top of our lungs, we sing

Da-da-da, da, da-da

Da, da-da, da, da-da

Everything is perfect

Da-da-da, da, da-da

Da, da-da, da, da-da

All our words were worth it

Da-da-da, da, da-da

Da, da-da, da, da-da

Dancin' around like a clown at the circus

Da-da-da, da, da-da

Da, da-da, da, da-da

Backyard boy, you make me nervous

Dancin' on my own, I need a vacation

I might blow off all my friends just to make a statement

But damn, it feels nice with the sun in my eyes

And I swear on my life that I'm not gonna cry

Till I feel the fresh air, and I feel your eyes stare

And I'm not gonna lie, I get a little bit scared

My heart is on wings, I'm living in dreams

And at the top of our lungs, we sing

Da-da-da, da, da-da

Da, da-da, da, da-da

Everything is perfect

Da-da-da, da, da-da

Da, da-da, da, da-da

All our words were worth it

Da-da-da, da, da-da

Da, da-da, da, da-da

Dancin' around like a clown at the circus

Da-da-da, da, da-da

Da, da-da, da, da-da

Backyard boy, you make me nervous