Sunglasses, season passes, a pool without a bottom
Dive into the finer things, yeah, but only if your brought em
Runaway to the place we stay, when life was rearranging
Like the caterpillars to butterflies, yeah man everything is changing right in front of my eyes!
(Right in front of my eyes)
With the windows down
Pine trees with the summer breeze, and the back roads are a calling
Breaking waves on a Saturday, like the leaf that is a falling (It all comes down)
Fade away to the flower power, towering into its final hour
Plain to see the same fate for me, yeah but, even so... I'm doing alright
Fill the tank we're southward bound to Mexico, yeah
To see my senoritas and my amigos where they know... life's more than making pesos
Just like the cowboy and the greatest of plains, I got a six string on my back but I ain't got no name...
Oh no, I watch the buffalo roam, and I roam, and I am on my way...
La la la la, with the windows down
Something for Now - Windows Down Lyrics
Something for Now - Windows Down Lyrics
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Sunglasses, season passes, a pool without a bottom
Dive into the finer things, yeah, but only if your brought em
Runaway to the place we stay, when life was rearranging
Like the caterpillars to butterflies, yeah man everything is changing right in front of my eyes!
(Right in front of my eyes)
With the windows down
Pine trees with the summer breeze, and the back roads are a calling
Breaking waves on a Saturday, like the leaf that is a falling (It all comes down)
Fade away to the flower power, towering into its final hour
Plain to see the same fate for me, yeah but, even so... I'm doing alright
Fill the tank we're southward bound to Mexico, yeah
To see my senoritas and my amigos where they know... life's more than making pesos
Just like the cowboy and the greatest of plains, I got a six string on my back but I ain't got no name...
Oh no, I watch the buffalo roam, and I roam, and I am on my way...
La la la la, with the windows down
Dive into the finer things, yeah, but only if your brought em
Runaway to the place we stay, when life was rearranging
Like the caterpillars to butterflies, yeah man everything is changing right in front of my eyes!
(Right in front of my eyes)
With the windows down
Pine trees with the summer breeze, and the back roads are a calling
Breaking waves on a Saturday, like the leaf that is a falling (It all comes down)
Fade away to the flower power, towering into its final hour
Plain to see the same fate for me, yeah but, even so... I'm doing alright
Fill the tank we're southward bound to Mexico, yeah
To see my senoritas and my amigos where they know... life's more than making pesos
Just like the cowboy and the greatest of plains, I got a six string on my back but I ain't got no name...
Oh no, I watch the buffalo roam, and I roam, and I am on my way...
La la la la, with the windows down
Writer: Sean Stevenson
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid