Well the world must be such a big and scary place
'Cause with all the rules and things I feel a little out of place
Like when the clock strikes twelve you better be home
And if you're not there then someone should know
Hold on until we get out of here
We'll find a place that we can go
I think I scraped my knees falling off a trampoline
I like to do stupid things that make mama scream
But when the clock strikes twelve I better be home
And if I'm not there then someone should know