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

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

La la lala laa (la la lala laa), La la lala (la la lala) For all the money in the world. Old memories won't go away I remember them like it was yesterday Bad times never felt so good, can't forget about you man, I never never would. Take a ride with me.

Soon as I thought I was having a good time This nigga think he slick See, everybody trying hit me with the homie convo And the homie convo Turn into the money convo (I ain't gon' beat around the bush my nigga Let a nigga borrow a couple hundred dollars

Preach a little gospel, sell a couple bottles of doctor good I was born in the wagon of a travellin' show My mama used to dance for the money they'd throw Papa would do whatever he could Gypsy's, tramps, and thieves We'd hear it from the people of the

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

When you lose that old no good money, you sit around with your head hung down You know I once was a gambler, boy, but I lost my money soon Yes, I once was a gambler, boy, but I lost my money soon Yes, I lost all of my money some other, some other gambler

Monday was the worst day All I'm trying to give you is a good time honey Why d'ya have to keep on playing games with my head Used to be your baby when you had no money Now we spend more time in battle Than we ever do in bed (Than we ever do in bed) You

Good night and joy be with you all So fill to me the parting glass Of all the money that e'er I spent I've spent it in good company And all the harm that ever I did Alas, it was to none but me And all I've done for want of wit To memory now I can't

The girl is so dangerous Take away my money Throw away my time You can call me honey But you're no damn good for me The girl was bad The girl was dangerous She's so dangerous