Let it Roll

I hear the knockin' of the stereo sound
Stick a quarter in the slot, like a merry-go-round
She said just keep me company I'm fresh on the town
If you play it right, sugar, you can make it go down
Love 'em just a little when they come and they go
Like the sweet taste of honey, not the stickiness, no
Pump the brakes if you're not ready to go
Sometimes you get there quicker just by takin' it slow
Everybody's got their hands in the mix
And everybody's got these little problems they need to fix
One voice
Two lips
Two hands, and
Ten fingertips
With the wind, the sun, and the rain
Things don't take to stayin' the same
Pump the brakes if you're not ready to go
Sometimes you get there quicker just by takin' it slow
La-da-da-da
La-da-da-da-daa
La-da-da-da
La-da-da-da-daa
La-da-da-da
La-da-da-da-daa
La-da-da-da
Oh-ohhh
Just like these tires rollin' down all these highways
Things start spinnin' all around
Sometimes you need that road underneath you
To get back up on solid ground
With the wind, the sun, and the rain
Things don't take to stayin' the same
Just draw the curtains and get on with the show
Sometimes you get it better with the things you don't know
La-da-da-da
La-da-da-da-daa
La-da-da-da
La-da-da-da-daa
La-da-da-da
La-da-da-da-daa
La-da-da-da
Oh-ohhh

Let it roll
Let it roll
Let it roll
And you might just like how it goes
Let it roll
Let it roll
Let it roll
And you might just like how it goes