Ridin’ down the highway Who wants to be the DJ I’ll find a spot on the side of the road You find something on the radio A real, real good song We'll know it when it comes on We had no money and no place to go All we needed was a radio Seventeen, the only

I guess I'm gonna have to cry And let go of some things I've loved To get to the other side It's sad but sometimes Moving on with the rest of your life Starts with goodbye I guess it's gonna have to hurt I guess it's gonna break me down Like fallin' when

If I could change yesterday I would take back the time I gave to you Start over and rise from the black and blue Don't say you're not to blame Don't say you're not the one to blame You dragged me through your darkness to soak up all the rain And don't

Next to you But here I am The sky is so blue I never came to the beach or stood by the ocean I never sat by the shore under the sun with my feet in the sand But you brought me here and I'm happy that you did 'Cause now I'm as free as birds catching the

To love her is to learn her Some things you just can't learn And see her at her worst Dance with her when she's drinking Hold her when she hurts She'll be happy, you'll be sorry Well, that's just how it works You'll meet her momma You'll love her daddy

I know you've been searchin' for someone To make you happy, and get the job done You say you needed, a man with money But I can't be there, and will you still care Tell me baby are you lonely? Don't wanna rush ya I can help ya if ya only, let me touch ya

Love me tender Love me sweet Never let me go You have made My life complete And I love you so Love me true All my dreams fulfill

I just throw you away. I tell my lies and I despise. Every second I'm with you. So I run away and you still stay. So what the fuck is with you. Your feelings I can't help but rape them. I'm sorry I don't feel the same. My heart inside is constantly

Ooh, you be lookin' so good I be keepin' my cool, I be actin' brand new with you I be actin' brand new, I be keepin' my cool with you, hey With the top down, let me look in your eyes You know every second of yours is all mine I know what to do with my

Whoa-oh-oh-oh Funny how a melody sounds like a memory Like a soundtrack to a July Saturday night Springsteen To this day when I hear that song I see you standin' there all night long Discount shades, store bought tan Flip flops and cut-off jeans