The Stone Thrown At Your Window
It′s Telling You To Get Up, And Get Up, And Go
Oh-oh-ohAnd To Climb Down The Shakers Of Your House
To The Back Of My Chevy And No One Will Ever Know
Oh-oh-oh

We Drive Around November With One Light Out
They Try To Pull Us Over Go Right Ahead
We'll Still Drive Around To Find A Place To Sleep At
And If We Can′t Find, One Backseat's Gonna Be Our Bed

Oh, Melanie, I Don't Believe When You Tell Me That
You′re Seventeen And Proud
′Cause You Said It So Loud
It's Not Right To Hold You Through The Night
You Put Up No Fight When I Put Words In Your Mouth
Ooh, Yeah

We Drive Around November With One Light Out
They Try To Pull Us Over Go Right Ahead
We′ll Still Drive Around To Find A Place To Sleep At
And If We Can't Find, One Backseat′s Gonna Be Our Bed

She Ripped Off The Grass And Threw It On My Face
I Pushed Her Over Laughing Right Away
She Said, "The Moonlight Makes The Windows In Your Eyes"
Kiss Her Inside Out With No Goodbye, Bye

I Remember Waking Up In The Middle Of The Night
On The Brick Shear Highway
It's Not Right But, Oh, I Can′t Fight It Anymore
Do You Remember Waking Up In The Middle Of The Night?
On The Brick Shear Highway
Oh, It's Not Right, Yeah
I Can't Fight It Anymore
I Can′t Fight, I Can′t Fight It Anymore