This is a mean old world, try and live it by yourself. I've got the blues, gonna pack my things and go. Sometimes I wonder why can your love be so cold? Can't get the one you love, have to use somebody else. Guess you don't love me, babe, loving mister

Let's get crazy! Let's get crazy Get up and dance Take a swing Do your thing It's worth taking a chance Don't miss out, time to shout Always keeping it real Our songs, our style

She's got a boyfriend anyway Do you say no And this is how it starts You take your shoes off in the back of my van My shirt looks so good When it's just hanging off your back And she said use your hands and my spare time We've got one thing in common

‘Cause we don’t have the time to be sorry So baby be the life of the party We don’t have to be ordinary Make your best mistakes I’m telling you to take your shot it might be scary Hearts are gonna break We don’t care what them people say We don't care

So let’s sit by an English river ‘Til the water runs dry We’re neither saints or sinners So leave your history behind Can we light a cigarette And talk about days gone by? Let’s grab a bottle and take it one day at a time Take it one day at a time Let’s

You and me should go and get so high tonight There was an age the battered times were coiled up around you like a diamond cage Though your sparkle 's long resigned It flickers like the embers of a dying blaze These might be the last days of the blinding

Well it's bound to take your life There's a bad moon on the rise Well don't go around tonight I see the bad moon arising I see trouble on the way I see earthquakes and lightnin' I see those bad times today Don't go around tonight I hear hurricanes a

But we hold on, hold on Total waste of time 'Cause if the water dries up and the moon stops shining You know, I'll be savin' my love for you, for you 'Cause you're the best mistake I've ever made There's no pot of gold in the rainbows we chase You're,

When I was Jack and you were Diane Does it make you laugh Every time you hear that song Do you close your eyes Do the memories take you back Six packs and a Chevy Cheyenne Do you turn it up Do you sing along

Beacon don't fly too high Kestrels breed, Looking further than I can see Without tact to read, She'd take a shine to me A lesson lost again Wanton borrowed gun For all your time, Playful crime in rain