The Young Love Scene - Plywood Box

We all live in a plywood box
On the porch of the house
That I share with all my friends

We all live in a plywood box
On the porch of the house
That I share with all my friends

It helped me
I was roaming all alone
It helped me
Now I got a plywood home

And we got plywood parties
Cuz the plywood box
Is the place to be
Aw yeah

There's a little lady
Living down the street
When she's looking at me
I think she is so neat

Sexy little lady
Living down the street
When she's looking at me
I hope she thinks I'm deep

If she likes me
She can come on over
Be my wifey
In my plywood box home

And we got plywood parties
Cuz the plywood box
Is the place to be
Aw yeah

Yeah

If she likes me
She can come on over
Be my wifey
In my plywood box home

We strung some lights
They look real nice
Make a plywood box
Feel like paradise
Aw yeah

Cuz we got plywood parties
Cuz the plywood box
Is the place to be
Aw yeah

Written by:
Gordon Goldsmith

Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

Lyrics powered by Lyric Find