[Verse 1:]
Guess it's written on my face
God, I get so sick of this place
I gotta get up, get out
And get a life
The days run long
The nights too short
Not much time for me no more
And I'm well over due
So now I'm going to
[Chorus:]
Let my hair down
And bleach it blonde
Turn the ringer off
And the engine on
'Cause I can't wait to get to the good times
Yeah, just one stop at the ATM
Grab a hundred bucks
And a real good friend
Pack it up
And take a load off my mind
'Cause I can't wait to get to the good times
[Verse 2:]
Me and my baby get along
Got a lot of love
Got it goin' on
I wouldn't let go no for anything
Somethin' bout how the highway feels
When you drive along on your freedom wheels
You know any destination
Will k** the frustration
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[Bridge:]
Just for the weekend
Let's jump off the deep end
I'm goin' to
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