All we want, what we want is. All we want is gold. Sun sets on Long Island. Pull the windows down in the van. Lost my map on the Jersey turnpike. But it's okay we ain't looking back.
All we want, what we want is. All we want is gold. Sun sets on my nylon. Pull the windows down in the van. Lost my map on the Jersey turnpike. But it's okay we ain't looking back.