I am a man and a man can choose
But I wake up Monday with a Monday blues
I look for angels far as I can see
Girl you look like heaven to me
I said you look like heaven to me
I ain't gon' stay like a lazy dog
When there's a lady on the waiting, hawk
They must be crazy, if they think I won't leave
Cause it feels like heaven to me
You feel like heaven to me
Let's go joyridin'
Staying low, Friday nighting
Stay close, wait and see
I will take you high, if you're riding with me
Whiskey bottle, train your knees
Let that hair blow in the breeze
Whiskey bottle, tastes so sweet
Taking vacation from this dead-end job
I ain't as patient as I thought I was
I see you out there, waiting to break free
And you look like heaven to me
Girl you look like heaven to me
Let's go joyridin'
Staying low, Friday nighting
Stay close, wait and see
I will take you high, if you're riding with me
Whiskey bottle, train your knees
Let that hair blow in the breeze
Whiskey bottle, tastes so sweet
Let's go joyridin'
Staying low, Friday nighting
Stay close, wait and see
I will take you high, if you're riding with me
Whiskey bottle, train your knees
Let that hair blow in the breeze
Whiskey bottle, tastes so sweet
Whiskey bottle, train your knees
Let that hair blow in the breeze
Whiskey bottle, tastes so sweet
Whiskey bottle, train your knees
Let that hair blow in the breeze
Whiskey bottle, tastes so sweet
The BossHoss - Joyridin' Lyrics
The BossHoss - Joyridin' Lyrics
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I am a man and a man can choose
But I wake up Monday with a Monday blues
I look for angels far as I can see
Girl you look like heaven to me
I said you look like heaven to me
I ain't gon' stay like a lazy dog
When there's a lady on the waiting, hawk
They must be crazy, if they think I won't leave
Cause it feels like heaven to me
You feel like heaven to me
Let's go joyridin'
Staying low, Friday nighting
Stay close, wait and see
I will take you high, if you're riding with me
Whiskey bottle, train your knees
Let that hair blow in the breeze
Whiskey bottle, tastes so sweet
Taking vacation from this dead-end job
I ain't as patient as I thought I was
I see you out there, waiting to break free
And you look like heaven to me
Girl you look like heaven to me
Let's go joyridin'
Staying low, Friday nighting
Stay close, wait and see
I will take you high, if you're riding with me
Whiskey bottle, train your knees
Let that hair blow in the breeze
Whiskey bottle, tastes so sweet
Let's go joyridin'
Staying low, Friday nighting
Stay close, wait and see
I will take you high, if you're riding with me
Whiskey bottle, train your knees
Let that hair blow in the breeze
Whiskey bottle, tastes so sweet
Whiskey bottle, train your knees
Let that hair blow in the breeze
Whiskey bottle, tastes so sweet
Whiskey bottle, train your knees
Let that hair blow in the breeze
Whiskey bottle, tastes so sweet
But I wake up Monday with a Monday blues
I look for angels far as I can see
Girl you look like heaven to me
I said you look like heaven to me
I ain't gon' stay like a lazy dog
When there's a lady on the waiting, hawk
They must be crazy, if they think I won't leave
Cause it feels like heaven to me
You feel like heaven to me
Let's go joyridin'
Staying low, Friday nighting
Stay close, wait and see
I will take you high, if you're riding with me
Whiskey bottle, train your knees
Let that hair blow in the breeze
Whiskey bottle, tastes so sweet
Taking vacation from this dead-end job
I ain't as patient as I thought I was
I see you out there, waiting to break free
And you look like heaven to me
Girl you look like heaven to me
Let's go joyridin'
Staying low, Friday nighting
Stay close, wait and see
I will take you high, if you're riding with me
Whiskey bottle, train your knees
Let that hair blow in the breeze
Whiskey bottle, tastes so sweet
Let's go joyridin'
Staying low, Friday nighting
Stay close, wait and see
I will take you high, if you're riding with me
Whiskey bottle, train your knees
Let that hair blow in the breeze
Whiskey bottle, tastes so sweet
Whiskey bottle, train your knees
Let that hair blow in the breeze
Whiskey bottle, tastes so sweet
Whiskey bottle, train your knees
Let that hair blow in the breeze
Whiskey bottle, tastes so sweet
Writer: JAMIE HARTMAN, SASCHA VOLLMER
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Reservoir Media Management, Inc.