Fuck this place, let's put up a parking lot We are forgotten young suburbia Loose on the streets of California Underneath fluorescent lights We'll waste the best nights of our life Na, na na, na na, na na Remember the days We would drink on the train On

I am done with you Tell me that the end is near Tell me that the end is here I am done with you (done with you) I count the days that we have spent apart I've got a bad liver and a broken heart So help me, save me, Help me, save me Help me, save me,

Oh I got the boys And the band And a one night stand Waiting on us down the road We're gonna load it in Crank it to 10 And off to another show And then it's back to my baby for A couple days

EST (what the fuck) Let's bring some reality to it, And the whole gang's in here, yeah, bitch (bitch) OK, EST for life, 40 motherfuckin' days I hustled, 40 nights I got 40 deep behind me, ain't a motherfuckin' nice 40 swishas, 40 bitches, went from

You gotta make it happen! You gotta make it You could wait for a lifetime To spend your days in the sunshine You might as well do the white line 'Cause when it comes on top Is it my imagination Or have I finally found something worth living for?

Stealing kisses in those misses within beats Stealing kisses in those bloody sheets I'm killing you, I'm killing you We got three days to feel each other We got three days to sing this song Ooh ooh ooh It's just my nature, I ruin love Burn bright, burn

Oh, it's a long, long while from May to December But the days grow short when you reach September When the autumn weather turns the leaves to flame One hasn't got time for the waiting game Oh, the days dwindle down to a precious few September, November

Oh, it's a long, long while from May to December But the days grow short when you reach September When the autumn weather turns the leaves to flame One hasn't got time for the waiting game Oh, the days dwindle down to a precious few September, November

Na na na na I'll always remember you I'm so thankful for the moments so glad I got to know ya The times that we had I'll keep like a photograph And hold you in my heart forever Na na na na na Yesterday's gone we gotta keep moving on I always knew this

(From Chitown to LA) Come on players Uh huh hey I remember when I back in the days When I ain't hot shit But now that I got shit Niggas want to keep up shit But it's all good watch me do this shit