Radio: I threw a wish in the well. Don't ask me, I'll never tell. I looked to you as it fell, and now you're in my way.
Me: No.
Radio: I'd trade my soul for a wish. Pennies and dimes for a kiss. I wasn't looking for this, but now you're in my way.
Me: Shhh.
Radio: Your stare was holdin'. Ripped jeans, skin was showin'.
Me: ...
Radio: Hot night, wind was blowin'.
Me: WHERE YOU THINK YOU'RE GOING BABY.
