 Oh man it seems like yesterday when I bought you a drink and I asked you your name
The little girl with the punk rock face and the sadness in her eyes
But we both know that people change pack their things and move away
Now I don't care what the neighbors say
Hey DJ find a record let the music play come on
So where do we go from here
Cause it seems so hopeless
I just want to make a difference
But I can't seem to find my focus
Oh man it seems like yesterday when I first drove you home in my stock Chevrolet
The little girls is all grown up and now gasoline is like four bucks
But the sadness it still remains cause the time will fly but let the people change
And I still don't care what the neighbors say
DJ find a record let the music play come on
So where do we go from here
Cause it seems so hopeless
I just want to make a difference
But I can't seem to find my focus
So where do we go from here
Cause it seems so hopeless
I just want to make a difference
But I can't seem to find my focus
When the streets get dark in the beach front city
Get out, Get out, Get out
You see the sun go down on the quiet town
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
You fall asleep to the traffic on the boulevard
Now the words spoke, the silence broken
Now the words spoke, the silence broken
Now
The American moonlight plays on the left step freak (?)
My ventures play in the Chevrolet
I don't care about your face or the money you make
I buy a rebel flag like the Southern States
I work all day and every day I got my house shows on and my bills are paid
I need a punk rock girl and a chronic eight
DJ spin my record let the music play come on
So where do we go from here
Cause it seems so hopeless
I just want to make a difference
But I can't seem to find my focus
So where do we go from here
Cause it seems so hopeless
I just want to make a difference
But I can't seem to find my focus
When the streets get dark in the beach front city
Get out, Get out, Get out
You see the sun go down on the quiet town
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
You fall asleep to the traffic on the boulevard
Now the words spoke, the silence broken
Now the words spoke, the silence broken
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