Come along to the riverside. Sit down now I just want to hear somebody else whine If you've got tomorrow, I've got a blade We can dig a hole into an old book Keep our secrets there I know of another place beneath some overgrown vine. I can cut them back

Good goodbye (Don't you come back no more) So say goodbye and hit the road Pack it up and disappear You better have some place to go 'Cause you can't come back around here Live from the rhythm, it's Something wild, venomous Enemies trying to read me

She just wants to be somewhere She just wants to be Of the past Now is greater And she knows that It's not that she walked away Her world got smaller All the usual places The same destinations

Smack that, all on the floor, Smack that, give me some more, Smack that, oooh. I feel you creepin', I can see you from my shadow. Wanna jump up in my Lamborghini Gallardo. Maybe go to my place and just kick it, like Taebo. And possibly bend you over.

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

Close your eyes, count to ten Turn around, and maybe then I'm out to get you Create a disturbance in your mind I've been sent to select you From another place in time It's gonna be something new, new And you better not hesitate For the first time in your

In a town this size, there's no place to hide Everywhere you go you meet someone you know You can't steal a kiss in a place like this How the rumors do fly in a town this size How the rumors do fly in a town this size In a smokey bar in the backseat of

Each place I go only the lonely go Some little small cafe The songs I know only the lonely know Each melody recalls a love that used to be The dreams I dream only the lonely dream Of lips as warm as May That hopeless scheme only the lonely scheme That

I've been lookin' for you baby, I've been lookin' for you baby All night long, all night long, all night long And all these pretty people up on El Cerrito Place They all got somethin' in their pockets, all got somethin' on their face Me I've been lookin'

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