Streetlights, people Don't stop believin' It goes on and on, and on, and on Strangers waiting Up and down the boulevard Their shadows searching in the night Living just to find emotion Hiding somewhere in the night Hold on to the feelin'

'Cause everything just goes away my friend And every king knows it to be true And every kingdom must one day come to an end The birds still sing outside these These windows where we sat together Like nothing ever happened here oh The white house on the

Country comfort and a truck that's goin' back home Soon the pines will be falling everywhere As the village children fight each other for their share And the six-o-nine goes roaring past the creek As Deacon Lee prepares his sermon for next week I saw

If it's meant to be, it'll be, it'll be Baby, if it's meant to be Baby, just let it be See where this thing goes So, won't you ride with me, ride with me? So, c'mon ride with me, ride with me Baby, lay on back and relax, kick your pretty feet up on my

If it's meant to be, it'll be, it'll be Baby, if it's meant to be Baby, just let it be See where this thing goes So, won't you ride with me, ride with me? Baby, lay on back and relax Kick your pretty feet up on my dash No need to go​ nowhere fast

Let the only sound Be the overflow Lay me down Pockets full of stones Time it took us To where the water was That's what the water gave me And time goes quicker Between the two of us

Head over heels And with no trace of hesitation she keeps going Breaking her way Pushing through unknown jungles every day She's a girl with a taste for the world (The world is like a playing ground where she goes rushing) Setting the pace Running the

Get your party right, it's a Friday night Lime on the rim of that dixie silver Smokin' up a faded out 4x4 I brought the songs and you brought the party Only one way to do it up right Everybody goes where eveybody knows That anything goes on a Friday

What goes around comes around my nigga And what goes up it must come down my nigga The soldiers found below the ground my nigga Just hold it down we older now my nigga You say it's love, it is poison Schools where I learned they should be burned, it is

Nobody's foolin' nobody is to where it goes And The highway is alive tonight I'm sittin' down here in the campfire light Man walks along the railroad track He's Goin' some place, there's no turnin' back The Highway Patrol chopper comin' up over the ridge