Pop
Alternative Rock
Country
80's
90's
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But I keep cruisin'...
Can't stop, won't stop groovin'
100
But you didn't have to cut me off...
Make out like it never happened and we were nothing.
100
Someone pour me up a double shot of whiskey...
They know me and Jack Daniels got a history
100
Just a city boy...
Born and raised in South Detroit
100
Tell me why
Ain't nothin' but a heartache
Tell me why...
Ain't nothing but a mistake.
200
I know you told me I should stay away...
I know you said he's just a dog astray.
200
I'm waking up, I feel it in my bones...
Enough to make my system blow.
200
Don't let go, baby let this summer...
Just keep on coming in waves
200
It's the eye of the tiger, it's the thrill of the fight...
Risin' up to the challenge of our rival
200
But if you're thinking about my baby...
It don't matter if you're black or white, ooh
300
Survival of the richest...
The city's ours until the fall.
300
We're going down, down in an earlier round...
And sugar we're going down swinging.
300
Memory lane up in the headlights...
It's got me reminiscin' on them good times
300
No one wants to be defeated...
Showin' how funky and strong is your fight
300
Somebody once asked, "Could I spare some change for gas?
I need to get myself away from this place"
I said, "Yep, what a concept"...
I could use a little fuel myself and we could all use a little change"
400
And you might think I'm weak without a sword...
But if I had one it would be bigger than yours.
400
Take me high and I'll sing...
Oh, you make everything okay, okay, okay, okay.
400
I had to take a pull so I wouldn't cry...
You got a line out the church door sayin' goodbye
400
Since you've gone, I've been lost without a trace...
I dream at night, I can only see your face
400
Bittersweet memories
That is all I'm taking with me
So goodbye, please, don't cry...
We both know I'm not what you, you need
500
I hear your heart beat to the beat of the drums...
Oh, what a shame that you came here with someone
500
Who are you to change this world? Silly Boy... 
No one needs to hear your words, Let it go.
500
Sticks with me every year that passes...
Like your perfume on my denim jacket
500
He says his body's too old for working...
His body's too young to look like his
500
Oh no I've said too much
I set it up
That's me in the corner...
That's me in the spot-light