On the road again And I cant wait to get on the road again The life I love is making music with my friends Just can't wait to get on the road again Like a band of gypsies we go down the highway We're the best of friends Insisting that the world keep

But oh my, don't try to get close I'm just gonna leave 'cause baby I'm a lone ranger I don't want to get broken baby Sometimes I get high, sometimes I get low But I'm calm as can be in a room full of strangers Na, na, na, nana, na, na, na Give me miles,

I don't wanna go to school I just wanna break the rules Comin' up until we die Boys and girls across the world Putting on our dancing shoes Going to the discotheque Getting highhigh and getting wrecked Na-na na na And never stop, it's how we ride

We all want what we ain't got. All I want is what I had, I'd trade it all just to get her back. She's moving on, but I guess I'm not. We all want what we ain't got, Our favorite doors are always locked. On a higher hill with a taller top, We ain't happy

When we get high up on the ridge Give you all I got to give That's how we live up on the ridge Won't you come with me tonight Where the moonlight drifts into your eyes Yeah, I just want one little kiss (Come with me tonight) Let's blow out these city

Give me somethin' to ride to And forget about life to The kind you wanna get high to Lay back in the night to Yeah used to be dance songs Slow jams and romance songs But now that she's gone and the radio's on Yeah I just want one that don't sing about

So can I get the car to jump start, Please Let me hit the gas to go high, Speed 'Cause everything just happened at once I'm sick of has beens Coming home I'm coming home To the warmth And It's madness Who do you think you are?

Every time you talk to me Every time we talk In our own true way But I don't mind if you say It's takes a lot to get to the top And a little just to fall off quick And I think I've seen you here before Sometimes you fly so highhigh

I'll be alright, be alright Just go with the tide And if you feeling all confused, no you are not on your own Someone once told me babe when the tide gets high, you just get low Hold your breath and take it slow Yes I might get wet, I might get thrown

Give me somethin' to ride to And forget about life to The kind you wanna get high to Lay back in the night to Yeah used to be dance songs Slow jams and romance songs But now that she's gone and the radio's on Yeah I just want one that don't sing about