LYRIC FOR SALE

By Ann Trabucco

Verse 1
Throw your pals in that muscle car and lock that door,
The genuine are priceless, don't need any more.
You got the real friends, who are right by your side,
Trash the others just lookin' for a free ride!
Verse 2
Ya' make a new friend thinkin' they can be trusted,
'Til ego took over and the friendship was busted.
Smiles were fake and their compassion phony,
At the end of the day, full of themselves and baloney!
Verse 3
Our highway is endless, no drama or guessin',
But the slitherin' snakes would never stop messin'.
They call for favors, not to say hello,
Got nothin' in common with their one-man show!
Chorus
We laugh 'til it hurts, got shoulders for cryin',
We'll hit this road together, inner circle ain't dyin'.
To look for a sequel can never compare,
Bless her ego-driven heart, she ain't even aware
Outro: Chrome shines bright in the settin' sun,
Good friends ridin', yeah we've already won.
That rearview mirror's got nothin' to show,
Those bridges burned many miles ago.
Turn off them wipers, those storms done passed,
Lessons learned, they got no class.
They burned good friends while they chased their pride,
Now they're lost in the dust on the other side!
I've chosen true loyalty over foolish pride,
My inner circle is my Freedom Ride.