All we are is dust in the wind.
I wish they all could be California girls.
I wanna rock and roll all night. And party every day.
Life is a highway. I wanna ride it all night long.
Where’d all the good people go? I keep changing channels. I don’t see them on the TV show.
Desperado, you’d better come to your senses.
Spare me the details, if you don’t mind.
Nobody likes you when you’re 23 and you’re still acting like it’s freshman year.
You gotta fight for your right to party.
It’s a beautiful day. Don’t let it get away.
How can I keep from singing?