Like fireworks shooting into the sky, I wanna color the dark with the light. Like a diamond, sitting on a ring, I'm just a girl that wants to be seen, Oh, I'm looking for a place to shine! Looking for a place to shine! Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah a place to

(In a car jam) And drowned out Missa Luba In a car jam Tonight they're closing up the world N'sweeping smoke from cigarettes And what is that Funky multi-national anthem rocking from a thousand King Kong cassette decks And then a shyboy from Missouri

Everyone you love has built it And I've been working there myself And that's where I'll be With a front-row seat To watch you live your life well 'Cause your whole heart's a village Claire, don't you dare believe them I'd never leave you alone I've been

Baby this ain't working, it's a labor of love Its a full time job, the work's never done Twenty-four seven, it's a labor of love Yeah, everything I got, it's all about us I wanna die in your arms, hearing you say my name I know where this is going when I

I'd like to have that one back I wouldn't here my poor heart saying Heard somebody speak her name They said she was still looking fine I could feel that same old flame I once felt when she was mine Always thought that I was missing something But I found

I I I wanna go o o all the way ay ay Taking out my freak tonight I I I wanna show o o All the dir ir irt I got running through my mind Time to blow out When the lights out Shame on me

Bird dog working hard, giving them blue lights away hey Drivin’ all night, drivin’ all night, drivin’ all night Just to hold you for a day Drivin’ all night, drivin’ all night Drivin’ like a bat outta hell Cheap motel’s calling my name No way I’m

The sound that you're listenin' to Is from my guitar that's named Lucille I'm very crazy about Lucille Lucille took me from the plantation Or you might say brought me fame I don't think I can just talk enough about Lucille Sometimes when I'm blue it's

I am the crown of Gallia I am the oak in the nemeton I am the servant of Antumnos’ children I am the will of our Gods Thou shalt know me by my fruits Ambicatus is my name I, high king Sovereign and servant Holder of divine

That same old song (woah oh) Ride with us on Friday night See if we don't burn it up See if we ain't crankin' Hank Sippin' on a little somethin' strong I hear there's folks Tired of us talking about dirt roads Tailgates, tan lines and corn rows It sounds