There ain't no whiskey in this glass
I try not to smoke too many cigarettes
I stay away from Mary Jane
These are my choices
I ain't gonna judge you if you do
So don't you judge me if I don't
I've got my reasons, my demons
And my past, but hey, the truth is
Yeah, the truth is
I get high driving down the freeway
Just knowing that it's Saturday
And I got no place to be
I get high standing in the spotlight
No words for what it feels like
When you sang these songs back
To me
And if you ask me now
I'll tell you this is how
I get high
Sometimes this world can be too much
Some days I feel like being out
Of touch
Then I see a sunset
That takes my breath away
And I find hope again
I sit there and drink it in
I get high driving down the freeway
Just knowing that it's Saturday
And I got no place to be
I get high standing in the spotlight
No words for what it feels like
When you sang these songs back to me
And if you ask me now
I'll tell you this is how
I get high
Yeah, I get high driving down the freeway

And I got no place to be
I get high driving down the freeway

I get high, standing in the spotlight
No words for what it feels like when you sing my songs back to me
And if you ask me now, I'll tell you this is how
I get high
Yeah, this is how I get high
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