Lyrics

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, 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, 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 kill the frustration, 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, just for the weekend, let's jump off the deep end, i'm goin' to, 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

Song details

Artist: andrews, jessica