Around every highway, driveway, fast song, slow song on my radio At every party, dive bar, backseat in my car Sounds crazy I know But you just keep hanging around You got me living in a ghost town Girl I see you every road I go down Your memory of me

Everybody says they do, but you know they don't They say they're looking out for you, but you know they won't Can't you see I believe I'm living on faith On my knees, and I can see the promise I can make And life has taken me so far from shore And I, I'm

She liked the way it felt inside her Fucking her harder, harder No escape from your fate Destined to be mine Every night I wait to see In the dark, watching Stalking your every move I know when you're all alone

Bennie and the Jets Say, Candy and Ronnie, have you seen them yet Oh, Bennie, she’s really keen She’s got electric boots, a mohair suit Hey kid, shake it loose together The spotlight’s hitting something That’s been known to change the weather We’ll kill

I know it's hard now for you to see You can't change how it was or how it's gonna be I'm what she wants, you're just what she needs And yet she still loves me, she still loves me Where is her sweater? It’s not in her car Is not at her friend’s house,

Go gangsta, keep boppin' Like back when a nigga was clockin' Rock with me, let's get this bitch poppin' See, it's hard to be good, but easy to do evil And I ain't really into meeting with new people I don't know you, you don't know me You don't know the

It fill you up, it fill you up, it fill you up now There's something going on But you don't know what it is But you don't have to know You just take it for what it is Within this melody There's more then you can see There's another realm

Adrenaline starts to flow You're thrashing all around Acting like a maniac Late at night all systems go You have come to see the show We do our best you're the rest You make it real you know There is a feeling deep inside

If you want to know the real me, just turn the page in my dirt road diary. It’s right there for you to see, every kiss, every beer, every cotton field memory. Tan legs and some Dixie Land delight, ridin’ round, windows down on a summer night. I was

Yeah I, I've seen those girls I think they look pretty cool But, you know, one thing I, I ya know That whole attitude about, ya know Dressing in the baggy clothes It's, I dunno I, I'm not into that I think it's kinda, kinda lame, ya know But, ah, maybe