Sunrise. Slipping through the trees and it looks so pretty in your eyes. I guess I got carried away, kept you out here all night. I hope you don't mind.
I don't need another drink of Johnny Walker Red. And I don't need another drag off a Marlboro cigarette. And I don't need me telling myself everything's gonna be alright.
I've always been one of them boys. Rollin' around in jacked up toys. Making noise on small town Friday nights. . Red light running, good time chasing,.