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called mistakes, so we don’t admit, priorities split,
Something that’s taken for granted always be our mother’s wit
Aint it sick how we treat em like

I'm feeling nervous I'm feeling upset
I ain't seen nothing yet
But something is coming may already be here
It's been that kind of year
There's

I'm sitting here drinking whiskey
Waiting for the rain to pass on by
Don't even know what day it is
But I remember something 'bout you saying goodbye

for days
I get lost in awe contemplatively cause she's a maze-ing
My heart's racing. She's the one I'm chasing
Count my lucky stars that she's the one

Hi baby, why don't we hit the road for a drive tonight?
Supposed to be a full moon, and, uh, there's something I wanna show you
Neon lights, city in

come get these shotgun slugs
You’re the reason I leave the radio unplugged
I’m the reason that you have to drive for grub hub
You ain’t strong or tough

not a lot of meric, but i'm who they starin at
launch of the project, what could be the object, something we desire, with the life so fly
everyting i do

on the weekends I would see my mom 
Still living with my pops in my hood but not for too long
When I was nine they divorced and I was moving on
To the suburbs with

And a myriad suede
And no dice for the radio silence
And our pirate ways

And I'm a far and away now vagrant
And drifted off course
Settled into a concrete

I don't even smoke cigars but I'ma light up a cigar for this one
Just talk my shit yo
This wasn't originally on the album,
It just made it 'cause I

truck passing by
I could hear mama and papa talking
Papa said something and mama began to cry
No more words then, just soft sobs an' then my head began

Where Did I Go Wrong with You

Martin Sexton

Wonder Bar

2000

dance to that sexy radio show 
Our hips locked tight 
Your neck sweating glow 
All sweet night, we'd cook 
Supper slow 
And oh by the way 
You left

a jerk
I thought man all of this cause I
Was trying to get to work
I could've got away I almost had 'em shook
Til this girl walked by something
Said not

Sometimes we get high
Sometimes we get stoned
Sometimes we get by
With drinking alone
However you vibe
However you flow
You've got to let loose

don't you just do some like pop shit
Something we can sing along to
You know
Not these weird ass beats
Let me go to my MPC
Damn what's wrong with you

fight
I'll let people I don't know
Whoop yo ass all night
Turn on the radio I got something to say
Broadcasting a punch in the face

Ah, east coast west

Balls vibe
It's a bit like something you can't quite describe
You can't explain what's happening to you
Like being wanked off by a ghost or a strange deja

WHERE I BELONG 
Written by Twila LaBar 


Twenty-three

Full of ambition, fancy free

Loaded up my Chevy, had to leave

That town far behind for

Give It Up

UFO

You Are Here

2004

down in the gutter
Looking up at the stars
Washed by the rain 
And these passing cars
I want to feel something
And it's called happy again
I'm

Against the Wind

Bob Seger & the Silver Bullet Band

Harley Davidson Road Songs

1994

It seems like yesterday
But it was long ago
Janey was lovely she was the queen of my nights
There in the darkness with the radio playing low,

Games

Frankie Cutlass

Politics & Bullshit

1997

blaze something quick 

So recognize who ya fuckin' with 

I'm gettin' bricks runnin' with Colombians 

While you punk motherfuckers starve

Holy Summer

Pale Forest

Exit Mould

You can drive me in your car 
It won't matter where we go 
This habit for my rose 
This habit for my rose 
I lost my radio phone 

Mr. Rainout

Ain't That Right

G. Love

Lemonade

2006

(morning)
I just got on the radio
It's a positive moment
It's something like
Just the perfect moon
Sonic the waves glaze
For days
In the sunlight haze

laughed at the boy
Top of the class now they mad at the boy
I'm jumping for joy
I got some haters so you know I'm doing something right
Yeah, I'm winning