Cars - Complete Greatest Hits

Summer...it turns me upside down Summer, summer, summer It's like a merry-go-round I see you under the midnight All shackles and bows High shoes with the cleats a-clickin' A tempermental glow But then you let me go Oh, got a hold on you, got a hold o

Who's gonna tell you when It's too late Who's gonna tell you things Aren't so great You can't go on Thinking nothing's wrong Who's gonna drive you home tonight Who's gonna pick you up When you fall Who's gonna hang it up When you call Who's gonna pay