Rosie was the girl that was in my photograph
Rosie was the one that I could never have
Rosie, Rosie, Rosie, Rosie, Rosie...
To this day I'm wondering why you never chose me
Tell me, Rosie, do you remember like me?
The two times that we kissed are in my memory
The first time was at Kelly's by the trampoline
The second time was 3 years later, basement rager
Camouflaged by dozens of the songs I wrote
Coming on way stronger than I'll ever know
People change and that's just how the story goes
Now I've got a Rosie of my very own
Rosie is a memory of a simpler time
Virgin boy with no filter on heart and mind
There were plenty girls that made me lose my cool
Slipping notes and hinting that I loved them too
Juggling my hormones like a love lost clown
Getting high off of all the times they let me down
On and ever onward through the slip of time
I am happy now but boy I miss that time
Coulda been the same thing
(Same thing)
Oh, ain't it a damn shame
(Damn shame)
Coulda been the same thing
(Same thing)
Oh, ain't it a damn shame
(Damn shame)
Ring around the rosie
Ring around the rosie
Ring around the rosie
Ring around the rosie
Ring around the rosie
Ring around the rosie
Ring around the rosie
Ring around the rosie