Screaming out her name at the windshield tears soaking up my face If I had loved her this much all along, maybe maybe, yeah maybe Red roadside wild flower if I'd only picked you Maybe she'd thought it through Calling everyone we know stopping any place

Let's just blame it on love, blame it on love (blame it on love) Say that we won't be more than just friends I know that you're home, so pick up the phone 'Cause I wanna be where you are So let's just blame it on love When the rules fall apart Let's just

Along the way If not for those I've loved along the way I remember waitin' by the curb with Mr. Murphy When daddy picked me up from school his eyes were red We drove to the hospital in a hurry Where my family gathered round my Grandpa's bed He was my

Oh babe I know what you like And I would make love to you forever and ever Into the night (forever and ever we'll make love into the night) Baby I can come by And pick you up We'll make love into the night, It's never enough That's you (that's you)

And she still keeps scratching me up And she still keeps Don't need no music 'cause we on repeat She love to sing much as I love the beat We do our thang when we fuck up the sheets I make your body pour, fuck up the sheets Pick you right off the floor,

I spill the cup for you, take it or leave it I saved some room for you, take it or leave it I gotta crazy view, take it or leave it I got love for you, take it or leave it I know you pick up on the very first ring Let's go somewhere where we can just be

Take me home Say you will Take me home with you I said if I'm in luck maybe you might pick me up I said if I'm in luck I just might get picked up All I wanna do is just love you a lil bit I said I'm fishin' trick and you can call it what you want then I

She's out there rolling down some old interstate Probably cranking up some new freedom song Wide open, wide open, won't pick up the phone While I'm dying here tonight Staring goodbye in the face Saying I love you too late Wide open, wide open, couldn't

This is love This is what I'm made with She likes the shark print with the zip-up High hats with the hiccups Dark tints on the pickup Pineapples and liquor She moves with the machine Play the game to change it This is how it is to be

Mister Magic, take a token Mister Magic, of my love Mister Magic, I see you through the smoke Mister Magic Every day I see you My hands were made for you And you always give me stress free point of view Pick you up after school Without you I'm misery