I had the radio on, I was driving. Trees flew by, me and Del were singing, Little Runaway, I was flying.

When you kill somebody's little sister with a missile, he's going to hate you forever. And the next generation will hate you even more.

Oh yeah, alright, take it easy baby, make it last all night. She was an American Girl.

If you don't run, you rust.

Whatever you're looking for, don't come around here no more.

I never could have dreamed that her heart was so wicked, but I keep coming back because it's so hard to kick it.

I've always had a great love for the blues.