Luckie St. - Cartel
Let's count the days till winter comes our way
And we're all tired and ready to breathe
And there's a rumor
That there's a bitter cold chill in the air
It's haunting every breath we take
The hint of alcohol and nicotine
It keeps us warm inside
So all your fashion sense aware
The sweaters unfold themselves
We are all alone
But we're better off by ourselves
Well it's time to roll the windows down
And feel the cold air all around
We are heading out of town
Not a thing can stop us now
Get carried away
Let's think about
All the nights on luckie street
We stayed up till 3 am
With all the gossip and the latest girls
There's a bitter cold chill in the air
It's haunting every breath we take
The hint of alcohol and nicotine
It keeps us warm inside
So all your fashion sense aware
The sweaters unfold themselves
And we are all alone
But we're better off by ourselves
Well it's time to roll the windows down
And feel the cold air all around
We are heading out of town
Not a thing can stop us now
Get carried a
This winter is much like all the rest
Season's changed been away
This winter is much like all the rest
It's time to roll the windows down
And feel the cold air all around
We are heading out of town
Not a thing can stop us now
Get carried away
Get carried away
Get carried away
Get carried away