The National - Racing Like A Pro lyrics

You're pink, you're young, you're middle cla** They say it doesn't matter Fifteen blue shirts and womanly hands You're shooting up the ladder Your mind is racing like a pro now Oh my God, it doesn't mean a lot to you One time you were a glowing young ruffian Oh my God, it was a million years ago Sometimes you get up and bake a cake or something Sometimes you stay in bed Sometimes you go la-di-da-di-da-di-da-da Until your eyes roll back into your head Your mind is racing like a pro now Oh my God, it doesn't mean a lot to you One time you were a glowing young ruffian Oh my God, it was a million years ago You're dumbstruck, baby You're dumbstruck, baby, now you know You're dumbstruck, baby You're dumbstruck, baby, now you know Your mind is racing like a pro now Oh my God, it doesn't mean a lot to you One time you were a glowing young ruffian Oh my God, it was a million years ago You're dumbstruck, baby You're dumbstruck, baby, now you know You're dumbstruck, baby You're dumbstruck, baby, now you know You're dumbstruck, baby