Joy Rides

When I was 13-years old, my older cousin and I got bored while my parents went out with their friends each weekend. So we decided to teach each other how to drive with my dad’s stick shift Chevy Nova, circa 1981. Yes, I said 13-years old. And yes, I said stick shift.

(aka that’s manual transmission to the youngn’s).

Joy Rides

“My Favorite Color is You.”

Sober up

Hello, hello
I’m not where I’m supposed to be
I hope that you’re missing me
‘Cause it makes me feel young

Hello, hello
Last time that I saw your face
Was recess in second grade
And it made me feel young

Won’t you help me sober up
Growing up it made me numb
And I want to feel something again
Won’t you help me sober up
All the big kids they are drunk
And I want to feel something again
Won’t you help me feel something again
How’s it go again?

Goodbye, goodbye
I said to my bestest buds
We said that we’d keep in touch
And we did our best.

All my new friends
We smiled at party time,
But soon we forgot to smile
At anything else.


My favorite color is you.
You’re vibrating out my frequency.
My favorite color is you,
You keep me young and that’s how I wanna be.
My favorite color is you.
You’re vibrating out my frequency.
My favorite color is you,
You keep me young and that’s how I wanna be
.


Hello, hello
I’m not where I’m supposed to be,
I hope that you’re missing me
‘Cuz it makes me feel young.

Hello, hello
Last time that I saw your face
Was recess in second grade,
And it made me feel young.

And I wanna feel something again.
I just wanna feel something again.
How’s it go again?


– aJr