It ain't three a.m.

And I ain't been drinking

But it's been one of those days

That's got my head spinning

I been rushing around till I'm dizzy

Feeling lonely in the crowd of the city

It ain't three a.m.

And I ain't been drinking.

But I need a ride home

To that little town where I'll always be sixteen years old

I need a two lane, can't pass, foot on the gas, go real slow

A little magic, little static on the radio

Mom and daddy sitting on the front porch waving hello

Yeah I need a ride home.

I wanna hear the click of that old transmission

I need a quick trip

Oh back to that table in the kitchen

I wanna see that little creek rushing

Right next to those fields full of nothing

I need a strong shot of something I've been missing.

Yeah... I need a ride home

To that little town where I'll always be sixteen years old

I need a two lane, can't pass, foot on the gas, go real slow

A little magic, little static on the radio

Mom and daddy sitting on the front porch waving hello

Yeah I need a ride home.

It ain't three a.m.

And I ain't been drinking

But it's been one of those days

That's got me thinking.

I need a ride home

To that little town where I'll always be 16 years old

I need a two lane, can't pass, foot on the the gas, go real slow

A little magic, little static on the radio

Mom and daddy sitting on the front porch waving hello

Yeah let's go

I need a ride home

Oh I need a ride home.