Boys in the corduroys out on the corner, ay
Girls with the curls won't go in the water, ay
He needs a lady, she needs a man too, ay
She likes him better when mom says 'he won't do', ay
Kinda, yeah, sorta
Kinda, yeah, sorta
Kinda, yeah, sorta
Kinda, yeah, sorta
Girls in convertibles smile at the police, ay
Kids with the lids are popping the ollies, ay
Up in the club, they throw a party, ay
We want to go, don't have no ID, ay
Kinda, yeah, sorta
Kinda, yeah, sorta
Kinda, yeah, sorta
Kinda, yeah, sorta
Him with the violin, play for a quarter, ay
She with the daiquiri taking the orders, ay
They like the sunny day soak in the color, ay
We in the canopy, all hot and bothered, ay
Kinda, yeah, sorta
Kinda, yeah, sorta
Kinda, yeah, sorta
Kinda, yeah, sorta
I kinda don't wanna go home
Do you kinda don't wanna go home?
I kinda don't wanna go home
Do you kinda don't wanna go home?
Boys in the corduroys out on the corner, ay
Girls with the curls won't go in the water, ay
He needs a lady, she needs a man too, ay
She likes him better when mom says 'he won't do', ay
Kinda, yeah, sorta
Kinda, yeah, sorta
Kinda, yeah, sorta
Kinda, yeah, sorta
I kinda don't wanna go home
Do you kinda don't wanna go home?
I kinda don't wanna go home
Do you kinda don't wanna go home?
Kinda, yeah, sorta
Kinda, yeah, sorta
Kinda, yeah, sorta
Kinda, yeah, sorta
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