There was no use pretending, no magic left to hear, all the music gave me was a craving for lite beer.
You get in there, you get the job done and you get the hell out.
Oh yeah, alright, take it easy baby, make it last all night. She was an American Girl.
I ain't really sure, but it seems I remember the good times
I think sometimes maybe you're going to connect with the audience more than others, but the journey is about getting all there is to get out of this group of people.
But not me, baby, I've got you to save me.