Hey there, Miss Cigarette in blue jeans
I love the way you hold that lucy
She’s no damn good for me, I know I’m so addicted
But this bad habit ain’t worth losing
That crumbled rolling paper on the floor
Reminds me of the times we smoked in the dorm
If I could bring you back stateside I’d buy the ticket
‘Cause you’re worth another loan form
When you get to New York City
We’ll leave the blinds wide open
Take it off with the black lights on
We’ve just begun
‘Cause we were born to be young, to be young
They say that age is just a number
and after thirty it’s all over
If growing up means backing down then you can keep it
Repeat 500 days of summer
We’ve got a long, long road to knowing
Just where exactly we are going
So take the next flight out from London town to Brooklyn
‘Cause I’m so tied up in you with no strings
When you get to 8th and Bedford
We’ll chase some shots of whiskey
with a bay ridge December dawn
We’ve just begun
‘Cause we were born to be young, to be young
You’ve got plans and I know
I’m at the wrong place at the right time
Take a chance, let it go, if only for a night
When you get to New York City
We’ll leave the blinds wide open
Take it off with the black lights on
We’ve just begun
‘Cause we were born to be young, to be young
We were born to be young, to be young
We were born to be young