Why does it really matter 'Cause when the lights go out, it only gets better Then the rest doesn't really matter You know it doesn't really matter That I always seem to forget Where I put my keys, my hat and my coat We're searching for your sun glasses

It's better by you better than me Better by you better than me Everybody knows You can tell what I want it to be You can say what I only can see You can say way all they can see You could find a way to ease my passion You listen to the blood flow in my

I got the key to the highway, Billed out and bound to go. I'm gonna leave here running; Walking is most too slow. I'm going back to the border Woman, where I'm better known. You know you haven't done nothing, Drove a good man away from home. Oh give me

Hit my line, hit my line I know you want me to throw it back on you I been east side, love, baby, just come through Baby, we can bump and grind, bump and grind Baby, we can bump and grind, ease your mind But I think you look way better with your clothes

Play by the rules You're gonna miss all the fun He was a melon stealin' A do-it-anywayin' Playin' hooky from school A water tower poet class of '73 He'd say by God you better know it if you're runnin' with me

Things are always better, when were all together I'm dreamin' on the last mile home Dreamin' on the last mile home, dreamin' on the mile last home Take it back, I never meant it Never thought it would come to pass Baby know it's not forgotten baby Know

There must be a better world somewhere Oh yes, I know Sometimes I wonder Just what am I fighting for? I win some battles But I always lose the war I keep right on stumblin' In this no-man's land out here

I got the key to the highway, Billed out and bound to go. Walking is most too slow. I'm going back to the border Woman, where I'm better known. You know you haven't done nothing, I'm gonna leave here running Drove a good man away from home. When the moon

I got the key to the highway, Billed out and bound to go. Walking is most too slow. I'm going back to the border Woman, where I'm better known. You know you haven't done nothing, I'm gonna leave here running Drove a good man away from home. When the moon

Play by the rules You're gonna miss all the fun He was a melon stealin' A do-it-anywayin' Playin' hooky from school A water tower poet class of '73 He'd say by God you better know it if you're runnin' with me