2nd St. Lyrics

Second street driving fast cars

Ocean views between concrete

You could still be in my front seat

You used to have a lot to say about

How the people look freer here

Right hand on your left knee

We'd roll these windows down

Turn up the radio loud and scream

Ain't it funny how it's all changed

You said something bout how bitterness spreads

And opposing sides of love starts every war

So you don't want to love me anymore

But it ain't funny how it's all changed

What happened to us babe

Second street driving fast cars

Ocean views between the concrete

You could still be in my front seat

I bet you'd have a lot to say about nothing

And I'd miss the way we used to

Roll these windows down

Turn up the radio loud and scream

But Southern California

It was never made for lovers like us

I hate the way we just

We fell into each other

And then summer after summer

I chased down every part of you that phased out

No it ain't funny how it's all changed

What happened to us babe

Second street driving fast cars

Ocean views between the concrete

You could still be in my front seat

Have you had time to think about

How you feel free now

Both hands on the steering wheel

I've got my windows down and the radio so loud

I'm screaming out to second street about you

without you

Second street driving fast cars

without you