Texty:
Sugarland Speed Of Life

I was born in the heart of a hurricane season In the house where my mama was raised That old September wind feels just like a long lost friend And I

Friday, payday, Lordy gotta get away Had it with the wife thing, living on a shoe string What's a poor girl got to do just to have some fun? Well all

Oh I swear this town gets smaller everyday And I'm waitin for my chance, I'm gonna break away I'm so sick and tired of being told what's good for me People

Go ahead and take your best shot, let 'er rip, give it all you've got I'm laid out on the floor but I've been here before I may stumble, yeah, I might

it down when it feels so right Knees buckled, white knuckled, we're holdin' on tight We're travelin' at twice the speed of life Speed of life

slow it down when it feels so right Knees buckled, white knuckled We're holdin' on tight (holdin' on tight) (We're) travelin' at twice the speed of life

I'm burnt out, I've had enough So now boss man, here's my two weeks I'll make it short and sweet, so listen up I could work my life away, but why? I

: Oh I swear this town gets smaller everyday, and I'm waitin for my chance. I'm gonna break away. I'm so sick and tired of being told what's good for

at you and wave Yeah, they always take the time To stop and ask you, 'How's your day?' It's hard to say goodbye 'Cause baby, it's a good life 2nd Verse