Sunday night in a Midtown bar
Roll those eyes and tear me apart
Sling us some drinks and sling us some more
Stare at the screen and we know who you are
It's gonna take a week or two
To get this out of my head
Until that time has come
There's really nothing to be said
Sunday night in a Midtown bar
From where I sit, and you look like a star
Pretty well assembled I guess
From where I sit, and I look like a mess
It's gonna take a week or two
To get you out of my head
Until that time has come
There's really nothing to be said
Just like all the rest
You're mentally undressed
Until I get you out of my head
'Cause I never called you sweetheart, no
'Cause I'm not about to start
So I need God is all you said
Like another hole in my head
It's gonna take a week or two
To get this out of my head
Until that time has come
There's really nothing to be said
Just like all the rest
You're mentally undressed
Until I get you out of my head
Out of my head
Out of my head
Out of my head
The Subteens - Out of My Head (2024 Remaster) Lyrics
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Sunday night in a Midtown bar
Roll those eyes and tear me apart
Sling us some drinks and sling us some more
Stare at the screen and we know who you are
It's gonna take a week or two
To get this out of my head
Until that time has come
There's really nothing to be said
Sunday night in a Midtown bar
From where I sit, and you look like a star
Pretty well assembled I guess
From where I sit, and I look like a mess
It's gonna take a week or two
To get you out of my head
Until that time has come
There's really nothing to be said
Just like all the rest
You're mentally undressed
Until I get you out of my head
'Cause I never called you sweetheart, no
'Cause I'm not about to start
So I need God is all you said
Like another hole in my head
It's gonna take a week or two
To get this out of my head
Until that time has come
There's really nothing to be said
Just like all the rest
You're mentally undressed
Until I get you out of my head
Out of my head
Out of my head
Out of my head
Roll those eyes and tear me apart
Sling us some drinks and sling us some more
Stare at the screen and we know who you are
It's gonna take a week or two
To get this out of my head
Until that time has come
There's really nothing to be said
Sunday night in a Midtown bar
From where I sit, and you look like a star
Pretty well assembled I guess
From where I sit, and I look like a mess
It's gonna take a week or two
To get you out of my head
Until that time has come
There's really nothing to be said
Just like all the rest
You're mentally undressed
Until I get you out of my head
'Cause I never called you sweetheart, no
'Cause I'm not about to start
So I need God is all you said
Like another hole in my head
It's gonna take a week or two
To get this out of my head
Until that time has come
There's really nothing to be said
Just like all the rest
You're mentally undressed
Until I get you out of my head
Out of my head
Out of my head
Out of my head
Writer: John Bonds, Jay Hines, Mark Akin
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: The Subteens
Language: English
Length: 2:12
Written by: John Bonds, Jay Hines, Mark Akin