me I was out on the prowl Down by the edge of the track And. C The night was young and the moon was gold. All revved up with no place to go I was nothing but a lonely all-American boy. With no particular place. Cruising up and down the main drag all night long We could be standing at the top of the world the Great Gatsby, F. Scott Fitzgerald Instead of sinking further down in the mud You and me 'round about midnight You and me 'round about midnight Someone's got to draw first. I couldn't unfasten her safety belt! The night was young and the moon was gold.
Analytical Account of a Running Theme
Workplace in the 1900s
Managing Diversity in the Workplace
Analysis on A Clean, Well - Lighted Place By Hemingway
G my curiosity running wild, d crusin' and playin' the radio, g with no particular place. Saturday Night I felt the fever grow Do ya know what it's like All revved up with no place to go Do ya know what it's like All revved up with no place. I stole a kiss at the turn of a mile. D cuddlin' more and drivin' slow, g with no particular place. All the way home I held a grudge.
Too Much Monkey Business.
You Never Can Tell.