A young boy
Chasing his prayers
Upstairs
A white lie
A red light
And her thighs
On his mind
Hey!
Gotta let it
Hey!
Gotta let it
Hey!
Gotta let it out, let it out, let it
Hey!
Gotta let it
Hey!
Gotta let it
Hey!
Gotta let it out, let it out, let it
She was a young girl
Whispers her prayers
Laid bare
At midnight
An invite
It’s pitch black
And bride white
Hey!
Gotta let it
Hey!
Gotta let it
Hey!
Gotta let it out, let it out, let it
Hey!
Gotta let it
Hey!
Gotta let it
Hey!
Gotta let it out, let it out
Take me somewhere new
Take me somewhere new
And the shoes you’ve grown into
Will soon start wearing you
Hey!
Gotta let it
Hey!
Gotta let it
Hey!
Gotta let it out, let it out, let it
Hey!
We gotta let it
Hey!
Gotta let it
Hey!
We gotta let it out, let it out, let it
Young boys
And young girls
Upstairs
Somewhere
