By dean friedman Typical family in a typical town, Chasing our dreams with the top rolled down. Drive to the supermarket, travel up and down the aisles
your laugh, yeah, whoa, oh whoa Won't you put it in drive C'mon and get me back home I'll spend the rest of my life With only you by my side Alright
loved me anyway Growing up, I remember your amazing grace I still feel your arms around me now and then I miss you wavin' from the front door, I can't drive by
Deep emotion springs from this life Wells up inside Quick, pick me up and pour me over The clouds crying by Another time to spend Another place to go Another love, this time
thousand empty faces waiting for their empty stances. How many times must we hear rehashed versions of Feeding of the 5000 By jerks whose only fuck off
so mean, she wear those apple bottom jeans, 90 percent cream, bumpin' the 15, night time got parlay, plucka plucka, in the mix now ya cocksucka, i never leave it alone
be my one and only carefree lover She will be my only one We talk the night through until dawn Impassioned by our thoughts and spending time alone You never would drive
were gonna filk until the break of dawn L: We're going to the con R: Luis Tomas Garcia had his Sandman T-shirt on A: Rand was driving I was playing my
slip away when we said Stop what you're doing and love me now I'm making my move come on and love me now Time... time... Time... time... time... Are we beating the time
to make sense Built with more right Especially a thing, self-defense A wasted office in my mind All the time I've been blind Race an objective difficult at times
alone and keeps the power in his hands. I know we reach the triumph, I'm sure we can surprise you, there is no time, there is no chance without God.
move like 10 by nights end put the white over the plate, like I'm throwing strikes in. 'El Duke' got a dude in the UK, Buy 5 bricks at a time, $22K He
found peaceful harbors Brush arbors by the side of the road Many times I have departed from the way of life I started In an arbor by the side of the
I gotta be focused plus ambitious Sometimes i question all of this (is it worth it) I'm spending most of my time out here working Grinding instead of spending all of my time
on the mix I'ma show you where the pain and the poetry is Ghetto young's spend a lot of time alone in the crib BET on the screen, walls and posters of
the tube and what do I see A whole lotta people cryin' "Don't blame me" They point their crooked little fingers ar everybody else Spend all their time
. 'Cause you might not make that parole. Oh. And my breathing has ceased. Both knees to the ground. Spending in infinity in the same damn town. Work that I do is wasting my time
time.Watching time go by, my days turned into nights.Monday we take to the sky.Washington state.Then back for two days, say goodbye, and drive away.We drive