Lyrics

Pretty pictures and circular cars
Disco bars and cool guitars
You're making me make out
You're making me sit with
All the things that come out of your lips
I'm wasting my time with you
My baby, baby blue
I'm wasting my time with you
My baby, baby, blue
Cocaine parties and burnout cute boys
Make-out sessions and no slow jams
I gotta get straight, yeah, I'm gonna get up
But I'm watching TV with no will to live
I'm wasting my time with you
My baby, baby blue
I'm wasting my time with you
My baby, baby blue
I hate it when you're totally boring
And everything's alright and non-threatening
It's easy riding to the blues hotel
Oh, you're making my heart ache, my stomach swell
I'm wasting my time with you
My baby, baby blue
I'm wasting my time with you
My baby, baby blue
I'm wasting my time with you
My baby, baby blue
I'm wasting my time with you
My baby, baby blue
Written by: Bobby Hecksher
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