All your excuses, they're always in the way Do you think that I'm stupid, make a new one everyday But you can't lie, girl I ain't blind If love is just a game you play, well then you're losin' Always stayin' out late, get off at 8 But you come to door at

We'd drive too fast Yeah man, we run this town We'd get too loud Nothin’ but a bunch of time to kill Set up on the big hill Seventeen, we owned those streets That was our spot, that’s where we’d always meet And we’d roll on out

(Throw ya hands up, let's ride) (To the city of the scene) (Put it on the one, get your body on the dance floor) (Shake it Westside) Six million ways to mob, choose one (Some-some-something about the West Coast) It's somethin' in the water (Something

Spill out on the streets of stars And ride away Find out what you are Face to face Once you've had enough Don't forget to love 'Fore you're gone The open road, the path of greatness

Do you see the way that tree bends? Does it inspire? Leaning out to catch the sun's rays...a lesson to be applied... Are you gettin' something out of this all encompassing trip? You can spend your time alone redigesting past regrets oh... Or you can

What a way to go Twenty five years working for the state Saved all your money, got a good rate Always thinking 'bout that pension plan The day of retirement, the promised land, well Got a finish off that swimming pool Get some umbrellas, don't wanna be

I'm going out of my mind, going out on a limb Going out on the town with all my friends I tried a new girl, new look, a new town I didn't get it when you said you'd always stick around You're out in a crown in the dark of the night Saying you'd never

No ones getting out of here, alive Nevermind there's nothing I can do Bet your life there's something killing you It's a shame we have to die my dear What a way to go, but have no fear Take a good hard look for the very last time The very last one in a

To all the boys and girls outside You know I didn't cry But you saw me anyway In the back of the creek one day And if you're trying to get a ride On a roller skate or a bike Just ask me and I'll take you round The block and back this way again Why don't

Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Running away To get away, You're wearing out your shoes. Looh at you fooling you! Making Blues Of day and night. Hee! Hee! Hee! Hee! You're stretching out your dues. The shorter cut is quicker, But . . . Ha! Ha! il l Hd Time k here to