They got three
in the front and
four in the back
of a civic
Camped out
all night
on the sidewalk
just to get tickets
With their hands
on the fence
in the back by the
buses and
the limousines
Just to get a glance
at a drummer
or a singer
yeah anything
And they come
from miles around
For that moment when
the lights go out
And they scream
It's the girls in the
front row singin'
It's the boys
with the wheels
that bring them
Its the lighters
in the air
and you guys
up there
You're the heart and
the soul and the reason
we do what we do-oo
Here's to you yeah
There's a
silver-tongued
blonde tryin'
to sweet talk her
way back stage
There's a mom
and a dad
in the aisle
not acting
their age
There's a wet Corvette
red lipstick
print on a
Coors Light cup
Judgin' by the way
she's dancin'
I'd say she's
had enough
The guitars come alive
And you make us
want to stay all night
And they scream
It's the girls in the
front row singin'
It's the boys
with the wheels
that bring them
Its the lighters
in the air
and you guys
up there
You're the heart and
the soul and the reason
we do what we do-oo
Here's to you
Well here's to you
Oh yeah
Ooh come'on
It's the girls in the
front row singin'
It's the boys
with the wheels
that bring them
Its the lighters
in the air
and you guys
up there
You're the heart and
the soul and the reason
we do what we do-oo
Here's to you
Oh yeah
Yeah here's to you yeah
Oh-oh-oh here's to you
Oh yeah
Wooo
Here's to you
Well here's to you
Oh yeah
Oh-oh yeah