Don't prevail, just do your best Leave the fortune for the rest Hang the necklace at your breast Help me zip my denim vest Stop the car and pick some fruit Get you in your birthday suit To the lake to have a swim This is where it all begins Leave the talking to the weak We don't even have to speak Twenty-three's the time to beat Spend the rest on chocolate treats Grab your bag and crack the beer We'll drink the whole damn thing right here With our souls so close, so near Fifty feet from doves and deer Lay the blanket in the sand Curl your toes up in my hand Now your wish is my command On this ancient sacred land I was driving, driving, driving, and I Lost my cell phone We might get blown But I know we'll get home Drivin' on the country backroads I'll lose my cell phone We might get blown But I know we'll get home Drivin' on the country backroads I'll lose my cell phone, yeah And we might get blown But I, I know we'll get home Drivin' on the country backroads Drivin' on the country backroads

(Haven't even known you a day) Packed a bookbag, socks and sneakers, and dress shoes just in case Sky bound for my home town, to the north shore on a Sunday Gave a kiss to my lady friend, she's a sweet talk and a sweet taste Gave thanks for my family, thanks to my friends, I'm getting shit-faced, oh well This Long Island, it's a desolate place A far cry from my first love, Michigan sweet talk, and my sweet taste A long way from the long lost dreams, left broken on a California freeway This Brooklyn Oh, Brooklyn You make Detroit feel so far away And I've only known you a day (I haven't even known you a day) yeah, yeah, yeah True like New York, but you lie like L.A. And I've only known you a day (I haven't even known you a day) Hopped a southbound train from Bleecker to the Park Slope real estate Looked around for a sit-down brunch with all-you-can-eat poundcake Found a few, maybe six or seven, free coffee and free champagne I haven't seen such a free time living since my sixteenth birthday, yeah oh well This Long Island, it's a desolate place A far cry from my first love, Michigan sweet talk, and my sweet taste A long way from the long lost dreams, left broken on a California freeway This Brooklyn Oh, Brooklyn, yeah You make Detroit feel so far away And I've only known you a day (I haven't even known you a day) yeah, yeah, yeah True like New York, but you lie like L.A. And I've only known you a day (I haven't even known you a day) Woah, you make Detroit feel so far away And I've only known you a day I haven't even known you a day, yeah, yeah, yeah True like New York, but you lie like L.A. And I've only known you a day I haven't even known you a day Known you a day I've only known you a day Known you a day Ooh, I've only known you a day Known you a day Known you a day, yeah

I, I missed my father's 80th birthday 'Cause I was working Nine to five I didn't want to But I was just too Too busy thinking about Cars, cash, and credit How to establish Myself a blanket To secure Me some savings for the years to come I know nothing's ever over if I can prove My intentions were good So I search for something clever to say to you But I can't 'Cause the action speaks for itself Now I'm back to zero-oh-oh I just called to tell you Tell you I love you Tell you I love you I just called Called to tell you, really nothing at all You know how These things happen I'm not quite sure What's been lacking In my life But I think it's likely it's you I, I missed my first Real anniversary 'Cause I was drinking By myself Being an artist Yeah I was just too-ooh-ooh Too busy dreaming about Songs, fame, and romance And "what a groovy Night for a moondance" I forgot It's not groovy when you're all alone I know nothing's ever over if I can prove My intentions were good So I search for something clever to say to you But I can't 'Cause my tail's tucked between my knees And I feel real sheepish oh-oh I just called to tell you Tell you I love you Tell you I love you I just called Called to tell you, really nothing at all You know how These things happen I'm not quite sure What's been lacking In my life But I think it's likely it's Oh, I think it's likely it's Oh, I think it's likely it's you, ooh-ooh, ooh-oh

Every few days the floor needs sweeping (Every few days, every few days) The garbage is full, the sink is leaking (Every few days, every few days) Every few days there's a mess you've made Bouncing checks, parking tickets you swore that you paid Oh, every few days, you say Oh, every few days, you say The real world is killing me slowly The real world is bringing me down The real world is loving me only As much as I let it, and nothing more As much as I let it, and nothing more Every few days the chopping block is (Every few days, every few days) Slashing a hole in both your pockets (Every few days, every few days) Every few days, raise a glass to your face Strike a match for the years on your birthday cake Oh, every few days, you say Oh, every few days, you say The real world is killing me slowly The real world is bringing me down The real world is loving me only As much as I let it, and nothing more As much as I let it, and nothing more Every few you days, you're fine Just a few days on the grind You left your faith behind some other door Which one, you don't know Every few days, you say Oh, every few days, you say The real world is killing me slowly The real world is bringing me down The real world is loving me only As much as I let it, and nothing more As much as I let it, and nothing more (Every few days, every few days) Every few days, hey, hey (Every few days, every few days) Every few days (Every few days, every few days) Oh, every few days, every few days

(Oooh, ooh, ooh) Oh (Oooh, ooh, ooh) Oh Yea-ah He walks like a soldier Straight talker, a gold card heavy spender Got a budget and a basket of things to see But that soul for you is in me, yeah He makes you feel older, don't you hear Folks say that he used to date Cinderella Bought you two pairs of glass slippers, baby, just in case But that soul for you is in me, yeah It's gonna be hard for you When I'm there Like a ghost Haunting your headphones, passing Through the air It's gonna be hard for you When I'm gone And every day goes by I live in my own world Make nothing for money, a daydream hustler Not a loser, but I sure ain't exemplary But that soul for you it's in me, yeah I ain't no pretender, no, no, noo I maxed-out my gold card when I bought my Fender Baby, all I got is music and groceries But that soul for you, it's in me, yeah It's gonna be hard for you When I'm there Like a ghost Haunting your headphones, passing Through the air It's gonna be hard for you When I'm gone And every day goes by It's gonna be hard for you When I'm there Like a ghost Haunting your headphones, passing Through the air It's gonna be hard for you When I'm gone And every day goes by Oh, soul is a sine Soul is a sine wave Waving goodbye, baby Bye from your heart, back To your mind 'Cause every day goes by Standing is still Soul is a pill Slipped in the "time heals" drink And the wine feels heavenly Hearts don't trust in minds 'Cause every day goes by Oh, oh, soul is a sine Soul is a sine wave Waving goodbye, babe Bye from your heart Back to your mind 'Cause every day-ay-hey Goes bye, yeah (Oooh, ooh, ooh) oh (Oooh, ooh, ooh) oh Oh, it's gonna be hard (for you) It's gonna be hard for you When I'm there Like a ghost Haunting your headphones, passing Through the air It's gonna be hard for you When I'm gone And every day goes by It's gonna be hard for you When I'm there Like a ghost Haunting your headphones, passing Through the air It's gonna be hard for you When I'm gone And every day-aayy Goes bye-eye