Bump into things like someone in love And feeling like someone in love Lately, I find myself out gazing at stars Hearing guitars like someone in love Sometimes the things I do astound me Mostly whenever you're around me Lately I seem to walk as though I

Adios rock band that we loved the most This is a toast to what you did And all that you were fighting for Who could do more when time marches on? Words come and go We will sing the melodies that you did long ago (Ooh) Let 'em fade Goodbye heroes, you had

Yes I love good cold beer And mustard on my fries I love a good loud honky tonk And hell yes I love my truck But I want you to know Honey I love your love the most I love your love the most I love sleeping in on Saturdays And I love college football games

Does it almost feel like How am I gonna be an optimist about this? And the walls kept tumbling down In the city that we love Grey clouds roll over the hills Bringing darkness from above But if you close your eyes, Nothing changed at all? And if you close

I know the streets will shed tears for me (They love me, dawg) When the cold wind blows in the heart of the city and I'm gone When my story is over and my song is done All I get is mother fuckin' love in these streets To most of these tricks I'm a mother

Does it almost feel like Nothing changed at all But if you close your eyes Nothing changed at all? And if you close your eyes You've been here before? And the walls kept tumbling down In the city that we love Grey clouds roll over the hills

My pulse was nearly gone I was almost in need of a defibrillator I didn't know what went wrong I had to shake it off but I got stuck, oh my God You turned on my loose strings You know what to do, fine tune You're the love innovator that brings all the

So testosterone boys and harlequin girls Let's get these teen hearts beating Will you dance to this beat And hold a lover close? Faster, faster Dance to this beat I've got more wit A better kiss A hotter touch a better fuck

No more, no more taking it slow Almost love Almost love, but it could be love Now you're, now you're getting it close Almost love, it's almost love But what's the fun in a minute? Can you feel the tension rising? We could give it a minute When we could

Sometimes we sing, sometimes we play, sometimes we scat But most of all it's how you feel about the groove A little jazz is just a bit of this and that And when it's groovin', how the groove makes you move Jazz music sprouted rock and roll It was the