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

Well I'm a lover not a fighter So I kiss that girl and say goodbye now 'Cause I came for kicks not for arguments No whoa oh oh 'Cause I'm a lover not a fighter Leave a message after the beep Somebody fill in the gaps, somebody fill in the dots I feel

Nothin' but blue skies, Hangin' over you and I. Listen to the Goodyear's roll Hummin' through the radio Let it lighten up your load Ain't got no place to go. Watching those fence poles fly, As the miles roll by, Embers in the ashtray,

You fell into our arms We're rotten fruit We're damaged goods What the hell, we've got nothing more to lose One gust and we will probably crumble We're backdrifters We tried but there was nothing we could do Nothing we could do This far but no further

Baby it's yours If you want it tonight I'll give you the red light special All through the night Just come through my door Take off my clothes And turn on the red light Take a good look at it

Everything stops where the pavement ends. You can get you a buzz, blame it on the radio. Find a lighter, live a little high. Take it all in, let the good times roll. And on a clear night, Who needs the headlights? Drop it in low, drive by the moonlight.

And you never knew my name You cut your teeth on the lack of answers, singing Come back home and it don't feel the same Well I've bled words onto a page for you Didn't I warn you not to? Didn't I warn you good? Maybe we couldn't help it Maybe we never

On videotape When I'm at the pearly gates This will be on my videotape, my videotape Mephistopheles is just beneath And he's reaching up to grab me This is one for the good days And I have it all here In red, blue, green Red, blue, green

You could 'cause you can so you do When it's nine in the afternoon We're feeling so good, just the way that we do Your eyes are the size of the moon Back to the street where we began Cause it's nine in the afternoon And your eyes are the size of the moon

You can try the best you can The best you can is good enough If you try the best you can Dinosaurs roaming the Earth The big fish eat the little ones I'd really like to help you, man Ah ah ah (oh oh oh)