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Lyrics

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. So hey Nina,. Don’t mess with my love! Cus i love the shape of you and I am driving 85 and I’m gonna back down over Mulholland cus it’s a sky sky full of stars. To fix you. But my stupid mouth has got me oh my your the apple of my eye but why can’t I live cus your everywhere to me every other time. So don’t stop believing time after time in this semi charmed kind of life as I step back from that ledge why can’t we be friends? When there’s snow on the ground in Tennessee I hear your echo in the halls but I’m ready I’m ready to go free falling free falling. And she grew up in an Indiana town half Cherokee and Choctaw when she calls me from the cold but she’s a cheugy phobe not basic being basic and I won’t delete ya cus it’s back to you. Always ends up back to you. And she was.. she was. So smile like you mean it cus I still get jealous. You’re beautiful just the way you are but jealousy calls mr. Brightside and it’s 3am I might be lonely but would you want me when I’m not myself like a satellite in the sky crash into me cus you kept the hotel hotel key and life is a highway and Im in a yellow submarine but im standing outside the fire one more day in Charlie’s garden cus your my velvet Elvis, space cowboy in that pickup truck you never let me drive. You say I am loved but who says we can’t get stoned? I believe in a thing called love cus she’s a brick and I’m drowning slowly off ocean avenue in California. California. Here we come! Cus I kissed a girl and I liked it and your a firework baby your a firework cus California girls are so hot and so cold. But your leaving on a jet plane so take the money and run cus it’s a house party with a beauty from south alabama who’s in a hurry to get things done on this crazy train that’s more than a feeling. Living on Sunday morning rain is falling. Have you ever seen the rain when it’s heads Carolina but I meet Virginia? Not Alabama, Arkansas but in a land down under she smokes a pack a-day and she’s smoking in the boys room singing welcome to New York cus she’s an uptown girl in her wildest dreams she’s seeing red but come on take a ride with me and shake it like a Polaroid picture cus we’ve found wonderland and I’ve been everywhere man but since you been gone you could kiss a hundred boys in the pink pony club but go get it stay up out my business when people call me a space cowboy. Sing S.O.S. Someone help me cus I’m sending out an sos my message in a bottle that blue Tacoma shining bright like a diamond and you gotta fast car but I don’t want to close my eyes.. cus I don’t want to miss a thing cus I’m with Roscoe and no hands here in small town USA when the thunder rolls down in Baton Rouge cus last night I let the liquor talk in my whiskey glasses watching those 98 braves but crank that back and teach me how to dougie.