Hold tight I feel you on my hand, just like a bug bite Don't touch it or you'll only make it worse like Last summer, when you couldn't get the words right I feel it coming on again You had to figure out What they were talking about When they opened their mouths You had a sense, but you Let it go Hey mom, look at me now I'm on your stereo Hey mom, I thought I told you just to Let it go Hey mom, look at me now Turn up the radio Come on Soft light Shine down on you Your skin is looking so bright Come 'round I'll show you how to do it just right Sometimes, I know it's harder to adjust right I feel it coming on again You had to figure out What they were talking about When they opened their mouths You had a sense, but you Let it go Hey mom, look at me now I'm on your stereo Hey mom, I thought I told you just to Let it go Hey mom, look at me now Turn up the radio Come on