| D | Em | G | |
| So hot outside all I can wear is these c | ut off over | alls |
| D | Em | G | |
| And s | andals on my feet. |
| D | Em | |
| But I | emptied my pockets for a bus t | icket |
| G | D | Em | D | |
| Just so | I could sit there on a b | roken seat |
| G | D | Em | D | |
| I got no place I should go, I got no worries you know |
| G | D | Em | D | |
| Second or seventh street, it doesnt matter to me. |
| Chorus: |
| Em | G | |
| Cause youre m | ine, thats all I nee | d to know |
| Em | D | |
| The sun s | hines everywh | ere we go |
| Em | G | |
| Its so ri | ght cause Ive got y | ou to hold |
| A | |
| Every n | ight yeah |
| G | D/F# | Em | D | |
| Im the lu | cky one. |
| G | D/F# | Em | D | |
| Im the lu | cky one. |
| D | Em | G | |
| Well I pulled back down to my upstreet a | partment |
| D | Em | G | |
| The air never w | orks in that old place |
| D | Em | G | |
| Twenty-seven I thought Id b | e further alon | g |
| D | Em | D | |
| Than just this r | ented space |
| G | D | Em | D | |
| I got no papers to read, I got no cable TV |
| G | D | Em | D | |
| And I got no places to be, I got no people to meet |
| CHORUS |
| Break: G D G D |
| G | A/C# | |
| Im on a roll when I | m with you |
| G | A | D | |
| Dont stop me now I | just cant los | e |