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

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

Whoa oh oh oh oh We get real low, we get real high It ain’t all good baby but it’s all right This is real life in the real world We ain’t talking to no models We got real girls Well I grew up in a real town Where the prom queen had a plastic crown

We go where no one goes We slow for no one Get out of our way Let the wind carry us To the clouds, hurry up, alright We can travel so far As our eyes can see Awake in the sky We break up so high, alright

I won't get to get what I'm after Till the day I die They call me The Seeker I've been searching low and high I've looked under chairs I've looked under tables I've tried to find the key To fifty million fables I asked Bobby Dylan

Live until we die, yeah So let's get high (let's get high) Oh my God, you blow my mind A million times Oh when we're high Oh you and I (you and I) Let's just do it one more time, (one more time) Blow my mind There was a time, there was a life, I was

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

And I can't feel my face no more Oh no the bottle's low Oh no we up in smoke And I can't feel my face no more I'm so high So everybody get down like you just got out of rehab And everybody get down like you just got out of rehab Let's get fucked up, put

I should've known I would pay for this You look to good with your makeup off And your favorite song They get scared to lust Girl, you're dangerous Girl, what's been happening lately? We don't even talk no more I be getting high on the low

'Cause I'm a man on a wire, on a wire I'm just a man on a wire, oh My heart is in my throat I'm counting on high hopes to get me over you And I've got my eyes closed As long as the wind blows I'm counting on high hopes to get me over you, you I'm a man