How do you? He's bitter and twisted, he knows what he wants He wants to be loved and he wants to belong He wants you to listen, he wants us to weep And he was a stupid baby who turned into a powerful freak But how do you? He lives with his mother, but we

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 can't wait for the nights with you I imagine the things we'll do I just want to be loved by you No one like you There's no one like you Girl, it's been a long time that we've been apart Much too long for a man who needs love I miss you since I've been

I've been on the low I been taking my time I feel like I'm out of my mind It feel like my life ain't mine I don't wanna be alive I want you to be alive Who can relate? I just wanna die You don't gotta die

All I know is I've heard this all before Reality's a bore (is a bore) You ask me to believe it (never believe) Something they provide Can't bring myself to, do what You want me to (want me to) This is who we are and (who we are) Nothing's gonna change

Am I the only one who wants to have fun tonight? Is there anybody out there who wants to have a cold beer Kick it to the morning light If I have to raise hell all by myself I will but y'all, that ain't right It's time to get it on Well it was Friday in

I want it all, I want it all With eternal love, the stars above All there is and ever was A blade of grass, a grain of sand The moonlit sea, to hold your hand Baby, there's no better time No better time, baby, we can't find Oh-whoa-whoa, oh-whoa-whoa We

No no no no Hey hey hey hey When you want to be with me, then we will see Who's fuckin' with my head Fuckin' with my head I ain't got no soul I ain't got no inclination Give away my sweet sensation Sleepin' in an old tool shed Scumbag cryin' on his pillow

La la la la la la da da So save me from who I'm supposed to be Don't wanna be a victim of authority I'll always be a part of the minority Save me from who I'm supposed to be So tell me, tell me, tell me what you want from me, I don't wanna be another

I want a man with a smoking jacket and I want a man with a smoking jacket A deeper pocket with money to burn I want a man who knows his status And he makes a habit of loving me till it hurts I want a man, I want a man He might be heavy on the pedal But