Ooh la la la la la Let's live in the moment Come back Sunday morning When you're gone Goodbye, so long, farewell A lie, oh well With that soul to sell I’ll see you when you get there

Hair of gold and lips like cherries It's good to touch the green green grass of home Yes, they've all come to meet me Arms reaching, smiling sweetly It's so good to touch the green green grass of home The old hometown looks the same as I step down from

This will be the day that I die We started singing Bye bye Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levy But the levy was dry And good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye The day the music died I started singing

Oh this is what my heart needs to feel Satisfy my heart, it's so good to feel Love is all around, and all the hurt will heal Satisfy my soul, let the day begin Make the evening roll, let the big sky in Oh, this is what my heart needs to feel Satisfy my

Can't take it slow 'cause you and I are pushin' time Sometimes love acts out of spite And good things happen over night Are we fools for rushing in? 'Cause already dread the end Lonely ain't no place to start I guess thats just where we are Oh, how I

People say I'm no good Write me off, oh yes they should Fuck 'em they're just sick in the head They're writing my history Think somebody should've asked me Everyone was safe in their beds I won't live, won't live like them

She's harder to handle than you think son You feel safe when you're with her Think twice before you pull the trigger She feels good in your hand from the first little spark But guns shoot bullets and bullets break hearts Heartbreak's a bitch She'll kill

I don't know if your looking for romance or I don't know what you're looking for I said I bet that you look good on the dance floor Dancing to electro-pop like a robot from 1984 Oh but you're an explosion (you're dynamite) Your name isn't Rio, but I

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

Hold on, don't you say goodbye. I want you to tell me now before we lose forever. Girl, I don't want to lose you now. Times are hard, my spirit's weak, Ev'rything seems to be goin' wrong, the outlook's bleak. You know I fooled around, play'n' the field.