Blink 182 - All The Small Things

He began to snort, make fun of me, clapped his shoulder and dragged him to the car. And Valerian already started the engine. As soon as we hit the road, the road again fascinated me. We opened new valleys, motorways, mountains, hills, plains. When they climbed the pass, I waited with bated breath, what will open now? The mountains and lakes worried in the same way as the body of a woman whom the extravagant Oreste sent me to the hotel room after the concert. Sometimes I myself drove Valerian, he drove the car discreetly, like an amateur driver, surrendering to the right.