Everything I'll ever need The fire that burns between you and me I don't know, whoa, whoa, what keeps me rollin' But I know, whoa, whoa what gets me through The sound of angels when I hear your voice I surrender, I don't have a choice I got rain but I

She didn't care where we were going As long as we were going, wide open We put the gas to the floor Yeah, we hit it wide open Two-lane highway rolling With no one around, slowing us down Radio loud, had the speakers all blowing Feet on the dash with her

Cool, calm, collected She's so affected She's well respected Well, she's very wealthy it's true So in that she is one up on you She's dressed all in red, white and blue And she always knows more than you do She knows who to smile to today She has just

I can get back on, I can get back on And the next it's falling in on me One day I feel I'm on top of the world One day I feel I'm ahead of the wheel And the next it's rolling over me It?s a far cry from the world we thought we'd inherit It?s a far cry

We havin’ a celebration, love to stay high Get high, get high, get high, get high, get high Westside, westside, westside, westside, westside Put the purp in the blunt Rollin’ and chokin’ and movin’ slow motion, I’m floatin' I'm gone Nigga blowing on that

Free and easy down the road I go Pair of boots and a sack of clothes Hangin' memories on the high line poles Ragweed's rockin' on the radio So I keep rollin' like an old banjo Got the sun shinin' on me like a big spotlight So I know everything is gonna

Rolling in the warm sunshine And if I never told you, told you I'm givin' you the rest of my life 'Cause we got the fire tonight And it makes me wanna dance with my baby Just keep on movin' and groovin' to the daylight I'll be right beside you, baby Till

I hate everything about you Why do I love you Every time we lie awake After every hit we take Every feeling that I get But I haven't missed you yet Only when I stop to think about it Every roommate kept awake

Rolling, turning, diving, going in again Run, live to fly, fly to live, do or die There goes the siren that warns of the air raid Then comes the sound of the guns sending flak Out for the scramble we've got to get airborne Got to get up for the coming

No suffering at all Comfortable in my skin I wonder now will she let me in Been rolling with the sound of the silent hawk Pinch my nerve as I stumble forth can we all sing one song Comfortable in my skin it's all for one and one for all this year Tell me