Ride back mash up

Lyrics

So somebody save me! Cus I said maybe you gonna be the one that saves me. So save tonight and fight the break of dawn cus that’s how to save a life when you’re saved by the bell but who’s gonna save my soul when some of them want to be saved by you…. But Jenny was a friend of mine and your my girl, my girl I’m talking cus somebody told me you had a boyfriend but won’t you stand by me, stand by me, cus you’ve got a friend in me. So why can’t we be friends.. cus I said ohhh ohhh just sleeping with a friend! Beds are burning and we’re burning down the house with these slippery people that have nothing but flowers but the want to be home and it’s were they want to be but there’s a psycho killer and it’s life during wartime while Mr. Jones strikes up a conversation with Brian Wilson who calls my name like a little prayer And now she’s gone country while I’m drunk on a plane and she’s gotta ticket to ride where the green grass grows back where I come from with Bobby Ann mason.. I worked for her last summer in my tee shirt. She wore my tee shirt with little pink houses and it was a long hot summer but it was a long long time ago but I can still remember everything’s gonna be alright lullaby. While we said why, oh why Georgia why? Cus I’m the problem cus I had some help from my friends in low places but who made you king of anything while your sitting on the dock of the bay? I mean go go go go go go go shorty it’s my party and I’ll cry if I want to when she calls me from the cold with baby’s black balloon not 99 red balloons that make jump jump when it’s summer summer summertime when I put you in the car and drive I just want you to know who I am. You could be miss, miss California or Mrs Delaney or Mrs. Bliss when I wake up in the morning and when I’m back in Chicago I feel it and I got a feeling that tonight it’s my party and I’ll cry like it was the summer of 69, my Constantine. Cus you could be my punk rock princess when I look like buddy holly singing la bamba not ice ice baby. Wait stop collaborate it’s hammer time. We out!