All the girls are riding in the tucker with me An old fashioned guy, is what you'd use describing me If everywhere you went, you saw me with a top hat
16 saturdays have passed Weekdays, weekends went so fast Oh honey we were at the place to be Palm trees, bonfires, and shows You'd smile at me when I
The world's a footstep It doesn't make sense anymore It tries to try you to try me But it doesn't hold its words Hints the wars And hollywood lives may
Oh it was so close and only a matter of time I'll catch you winded, my collared shirt twisted Down past your diamond thighs With eyes so bright that
Oceans away Is an island made of styrofoam and clay The clay men run fast To the beach with sand made of salt Their lemon boats are coming in They've
Been talkin' bout rain or shine To me they both are very different I can't take much more of this weather The type of weather that's in between I've
Holly kept it habit to drink coffee late When sundays rolled on mondays, she watched what she ate She's started jogging in the fog and rain Every day
My soul is not dead I've refreshed my body and drained out the hate You're a storyteller Rolling, action, cut You've got it so good The way you live
mother's a stay at home, his fathers a cop The school he attends is one social corrupt I guess you could say that this kid's had enough Sweetie shoots Sweetie shoots
You said \"Monkeys are the best at everything\" You've always had a thing for rings and bling And doing your laundry And this coat Never seems to make
When back eyes don't see light It seems as though we're colder It sends chills all through my spine It tears us when we're older And you should know
My face was painted on the concrete Don't you wish we had a superman right now Cause it's confusing with all these love songs About girls in New York
Looking back to when we were kids I remember the times when we would play Not fear, not afraid to lend a hand We were pals and together we ruled the
