Stevie On The Radio

I'll be there when the train stops. In that old '64 drop. In that tan dress you like as a fresh-squeezed Lemonade for you on the rocks, Babe. 'Cause I know it's been a long ride. But I'm sure it's hot in your Levi's. But I'll be your breeze in the sunshine. Make it sweet and the sprinkles on mama's apple Pie. And I'll be playing your favorite song, Yeah. Screwing up the till you sing along. When we roll with pedal down to the floor. I'ma ride with you until the wheels fall off. Throw your hands in the air. 'Cause we're young, we don't care. Oh, don't forget this. We can get wrecked then. Throw your heartache away. We can live for today. Baby, I'll show you how to roll. Throw your hands in the air. 'Cause we're young, we don't care. Oh, don't forget this. Can wrecked then. Feel the sun on my face. Let's go back to the place. Where everyone we let it go and Stevie's on The radio. The highway patrol couldn't stop us. We'll take a detour 'round the roadblock. Turn that simple ride into a good rush. There's no way barricades are gonna ruin the fun. We could be in for a long night. But when you got shotgun on my right. I feel like the new Bonnie and Clyde. Kick your feet up on the dash and just Enjoy the ride. And I'll be playing your favorite song, Yeah. Screwing up the words till you sing along. When we roll with pedal down to the floor. I'ma ride with you until the wheels fall Throw Your hands in the air. 'Cause we're young, we don't care. Oh, don't forget this. We can get wrecked then. Throw your heartache away. We can live for today. Baby, I'll show you how to roll. Throw your hands in the air. 'Cause we're young, we don't care. Oh, don't forget this. We can get then. Feel the sun on my face. Let's go back to the place. Where everyone we let it go and Stevie's on The radio. Oh, Stevie. Oh. Baby, love me. Ay, Ay. Throw hands in the air. 'Cause we're young, we don't care. Oh, don't forget this. We can get wrecked then. Throw your heartache away. We can live for today. Baby, I'll show you how to roll. Throw your hands in the air. 'Cause we're we don't care. Oh, don't forget this. We can wrecked then. Feel the sun on my face. Let's go back to the place. Where everyone we let it go and Stevie's on The radio.