"Corvette Summer" lyrics
"Corvette Summer"
Get around, I can get around
Fuck it up on my rock n' roll
Here we go
Get around I can get around
Don't want no money
Don't want no fame
All I want's my records
Making my pain go away
Maybe I'm stupid
Lazy and stray
Maybe I've had enough of this shit brigade
Here we go now
Get around I can get around
Fuck it up on my rock n' roll
Here we go now
Get around I can get around
Drop a bomb on my rock n' roll
Taking a beating
Kicked in the head
Hit me with power chords
Before you leave me dead
Living in chaos
Sick and I'm bored
Take me to urgent care
Or the record store
Here we go now
Get around I can get around
Fuck it up on my rock n' roll
Here we go now
Get around I can get around
Drop a bomb on my rock n' roll
Here we go now
Get around I can get around
Fuck it up on my rock n' roll
Here we go now
Get around I can get around
Drop a bomb on my rock n' roll
Writer(s): Frank Edwin Wright Iii, Billie Joe Armstrong, Mike Ryan Pritchard
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