Happy Alone
Lyrics 
On my way, so it seems, blooming flowers waltz before me
Rollin' numbers, passing time, got to get outside the city
In the morning all will see, just how crazy young love can be
On our own away again, don't get down my darlin'
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On my way, so it seems, blooming flowers waltz before me
Rollin' numbers, passing time, got to get outside the city
In the morning all will see, just how crazy young love can be
On our own away again, don't get down my darlin'
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Features Of This Song
electric rock instrumentation
country influences
punk influences
a subtle use of vocal harmony
repetitive melodic phrasing
extensive vamping
major key tonality
melodic songwriting
electric guitar riffs
a dynamic male vocalist

These are just a few of the hundreds of attributes cataloged for this song by the Music Genome Project.
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I love to watch you when your dancin'
3 o'clock and the mornin', they all cry to me
3 o'clock and the mornin', they all cry to me
I'm gonna tangle my face hair, it's gonna tickle your daughter
3 o'clock and the mornin', they all cry to me
Miles away, so unclear, almost lost it in Montana
I'm on your street, they all cry to me
Lets pull over, have us a choke
Rollin' numbers, passing time, got to get outside the city
I'm on your street, they all cry to me
They're gonna be so gone gone, you ain't never gonna see me
I'm on your street, they all cry to me
Look out your window I'm on your street
I'm on your street, they all cry to me
3 o'clock and the mornin', they all cry to me
I'll be prancin' around in my high heels and your cherry red lipstick
I'm a gone gone, you ain't nothin' to me
Come on [Incomprehensible]
I'm gonna tangle my face hair, it's gonna tickle your daughter
I'm on your
I'm on your street, they all cry to me
In the morning all will see, just how crazy young love can be
I'm gonna tangle my face hair, it's gonna tickle your daughter
I wonder if they ever dream, they would get just what we gave them
On my way, so it seems, blooming flowers waltz before me
I'll be prancin' around in my high heels and your cherry red lipstick
I'm on your street, they all cry to me
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When they shine them streets, they're gonna find our song
Look out your window I'm on your street
When that train heads home
All wrapped up in feel 19, chasin' stars that are fallin'
I'll be prancin' around in my high heels and your cherry red lipstick
Look out your window I'm on your street
I'll be prancin' around in my high heels and your cherry red lipstick
I'm gonna tangle my face hair, it's gonna tickle your daughter
On our own away again, don't get down my darlin'
Songwriters: Caleb Followill, Nathan Followill, Angelo Petraglia
Look out your window I'm on your street
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