The Night Game - Our Generation

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Hello?
Hey
How are you?
I’m good
Are you alone?
Yeah
Can I send you a picture?
Okay
She loves her mom and dad and Johnny Cash
Keeps her betty blue eyes under a big black hat
She was born in Canoga Park, calls it LA
Tells me the dirtiest things and knows I like it that way
She told me you can touch me anywhere you want
Before she saw me face to face naked in Times New Roman font
What would you say if I told you I wasn’t wearing anything?
I’d tell you to come over
But you respect me right?
I think you’re great
I’m on my way
Alright!
What’s love in our generation?
Dressed up, and super sedated, yeah
So what, we got information (whoa-whoa-whoa, whoa-whoa-whoa, yeah)
What’s love in our generation?
Life’s tough on a perma-vacation, yeah
Got no one and no destination (whoa-whoa-whoa, whoa-whoa-whoa)
The monsters come out at night down Lankershim
And all the boys and the girls are out sleepwalking
She’s got her highest heels on and a see-through shirt
She smells like cocaine and sex and looks like heaven on earth, uh
She told me that she wasn’t looking for a man
But when she’s lying in my bed, she talks and I don’t understand
Are you okay?
Yeah, I’m okay
It feels like you’re somewhere else
I’m right here
What’s my name?
Are you staying over?
Do you want me to stay over?
Hey!
What’s love in our generation?
Dressed up, and super sedated, yeah
So what, we got information (whoa-whoa-whoa, whoa-whoa-whoa, yeah)
What’s love in our generation?
Life’s tough on a perma-vacation, yeah
Got no one and no destination (whoa-whoa-whoa, whoa-whoa-whoa)
From online dating isolation (our generation)
To Adderall and concentration (our generation)
From marijuana legalization (our generation)
To fetish porn and masturbation (our generation)
Yeah
Hello?
Are you okay?
Uh…
Talk to me, hello?
What’s love in our generation? (In our generation)
Dressed up, but we’re super sedated, yeah
So what (what), we got information (whoa-whoa-whoa, whoa-whoa-whoa, yeah)
What’s love in our generation? (In our generation)
Life’s tough when you’re on a perma-vacation, yeah
Got no one and I got no destination (destination) (whoa-whoa-whoa,
whoa-whoa-whoa)
Yeah, from fantasy and simulation (our generation)
To self-help books and meditation (our generation)
From birth control and procreation (our generation)
To sodomy and domination (our generation)
Designer drug self-liberation (our generation)
To likes for likes and validation (our generation)
Our empty dreams and aspirations (our generation)
Ah, everyone across the nation (our generation)
Well, oh yeah