All Revved Up And No Place To Go

I'm nothing but a lonely all american boy

Looking out for something to do

And you were nothing but a lonely all american girl

But you were something like a dream come true

I am a varsity tackle and the head of the block

When I played the guitar I made the canyon rock

But every saturday night I felt the fever grow

All revved up with no place to go

All revved up with no place to go

All revved up with no place to go

All revved up with no place to go

All revved up with no place to go