Jumping Around

Sometimes, I feel like being young

Jumpin' around, jumpin' around

There can be a comfort in being loud

Marshall stack loud

Acting 'bout half my age

Everything's come a couple years late

I guess it's bad to complain

When everything's good, everything's great

Jump up, jump down, jump down

Tired of jumping around, jumping around

Jump

Today I realized I'm not so young

Jumping around, jumping around

With the French star in front of me

So educated and well respected

It can be embarrassing when you're this loud

So marshall stack loud

She covers her ears and I'm here

I'm a fool and not a bit proud

Jump up, jump down, jump down

Tired of jumping around, jumping around

How am I to find someone to settle down with?

Settle down

What choices do I have?

I'm not educated and I'm not respected

And what am I to do?

As the train leaves for Kensal Green

I can't come back to you

So, I send this music box to sleep to

Jump up, jump down, jump down

Tired of, tired of jumping around, jumping around

Jump up, jump down, jump down

Tired of, tired of jumping around, jumping around

Jump up

Short days and long nights

Short days and long nights

Seven more minutes please

Seven more minutes

Seven more minutes please

Seven more minutes

Seven more minutes please

Seven more minutes

Seven more minutes please

Seven more minutes