Partly Cloudy from Janet Flight by The Chewy Center`

That bucket of bolts really cut my teeth.
Old blue paint job, gray underneath.
It sure wasn’t much but it’s enough for you.
It was enough for me.
Some day we’ll have sons to tell our stories to.
About you and me driving in baby blue.
Laughing and smiling, even when the sun doesn’t shine.

I don’t know much,
I don’t know how,
I don’t know when to take my final bow.
But I don’t think about it all that much,
I don’t think about it all that much,
No, I don’t think about it all that much.
Don’t mean much to me.

No matter the toll road, we’re gonna pay the price.
Driving like altar boys drunk on the blood of Christ.
I think he’d get a good kick out of our
mobile reveries.
Some day you’ll have kids to tell your stories to.
About your oldest friends and all that you would do.
It’s lighting in a bottle, got to drink it whenever you can.

I don’t know much,
I don’t know how,
I don’t know when to take my final bow.
But I don’t think about it all that much,
I don’t think about it all that much,
No, I don’t think about it all that much.
Don’t mean much to me.

Sixty miles to go
Before the boat flips, stuck without a paddle but that’s ok.
Forty hours a week
Is a long time to wait on adventure now, wouldn’t you say?
Eighty times to say I love you never felt like enough, but I’m still gonna say it.
I’m still gonna say it.


I don’t know much,
I don’t know how,
I don’t know when to take my final bow.
But I don’t think about it all that much,
I don’t think about it all that much,
No, I don’t think about it all that much.
Don’t mean much to me.

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