With your beer in the headlights I swear I never seen, ever seen nothing like you anywhere Sittin' right here, out here in the middle of nowhere I got the key turned back Windows down, I'm turning it up and your spinnin' around Takin' a sip, swingin'

Tryin' to be a good girl, but fallin' for a bad boy She's a good girl, sky blue turquoise Fallin' for a bad boy, drivin' that Detroit Big block, cruisin' up the blacktop Turnin' up a corn row, scarecrow, farm house, gravel road Comin' for a good girl,

You turn my ovens on (Flame) Burn the house to the lawn (Flame) It was Adam and Eve And the God in the trees And the snake, oh yeah Cause everybody is destined To learn all these lessons alone Don't be afraid This gon' wake you up (woo-woo)

It's a long way down Point of no return and now It's just too late to turn around I try to forgive you We built it up so high and now I'm fallin' We've been in fire Went down in the flames We sailed the ocean And drowned in the waves

Com, commotion, Git, git, git, gone Traffic in the city turns my head around No, no, no, no, no. Backed up on the freeway, backed up in the church, Everywhere you look there's a frown, frown People keep atalkin', they don't say a word Jaw, jaw, jaw, jaw,

Shine your light on Last night the sky's turned purple and Past lives in light tunnels Light tunnels So that's who we are Just like the stars Insecurity dressed up as confidence But I guess I showed up late Almost got cut off when they closed the gate

That bad love (huh) Pure badness (huh) Take me away 'cause tonight is the night, I I'm ready to turn up Ge- get a likkle loose, ya girl Sip Ciroc with the juice, ya girl You nuh have no excuse, ya girl

Let's turn up the radio Turn off those stupid singing shows Back to the shack Take me back, back to the shack Back to the strat with the lightning strap Kick in the door, more hardcore Rockin out like it's '94 I know where we need to go Sorry guys I

You got niggas and I got bitches I want you, to turn up on me Every night when I see you Better recognize when I see you I really want you, you, you Hit the club for you, you, you Even look like Lauren London too I be tripping, but this money ain't Hit

And you can let your hair down, eh But you gotta keep your head up, oh I know it's hard, know it's hard To remember sometimes Keep your head up, oh Oh, you'll turn out fine Fine, oh, you'll turn out fine You gotta keep your head up, oh, The sun will