Oh, man it seems like When I bought you a And I asked you your The little girl with the punk rock And the sadness in her
But we know that people change Pack their and move away Now I don't care what the say Hey DJ, a record let the music play come on
So where do we go here 'Cause it so hopeless I just to make a difference But I can't to find my focus
Oh man, it seems like I first drove you home in my stock Chevrolet The girls is all grown up And now is like four bucks
But the it still remains 'Cause the time will fly but let the change And I still don't what the neighbors say DJ a record let the music play come on
So where do we go here it seems so hopeless I just want to a difference But I seem to find my focus
So do we go from here it seems so hopeless I just want to make a But I can't seem to find my
When the streets get dark in the beach front Get out, get out, get out You see the sun go on the quiet town Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey You asleep to the traffic on the boulevard
Now the words spoke, the broken Now the words spoke, the broken Now
The American moonlight plays on the step, [unverified] My ventures in the Chevrolet I don't about your face or the money you make I buy a rebel flag the Southern States
I work all day and day I got my house Shows on and my bills are I need a rock girl and a chronic eight DJ spin my record let the play come on
So where do we go from it seems so hopeless I want to make a difference But I seem to find my focus
So where do we go from it seems so hopeless I just want to a difference But I can't to find my focus
the streets get dark in the beach front city Get out, get out, get out You see the sun go down on the quiet Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey You fall to the traffic on the boulevard
Now the spoke, the silence broken Now the words spoke, the silence