- Radio: I threw a wish in the well. Don't ask me, I'll never tell. I looked to you as it fell, and now you're in my way.
- Me: No.
- Radio: I'd trade my soul for a wish. Pennies and dimes for a kiss. I wasn't looking for this, but now you're in my way.
- Me: Shhh.
- Radio: Your stare was holdin'. Ripped jeans, skin was showin'.
- Me: ...
- Radio: Hot night, wind was blowin'.
- Me: WHERE YOU THINK YOU'RE GOING BABY.
