Letra de All Revved Up With No Place To Go (Live from Ontario)
I was nothing but a lonely All-American girl Looking out for something to do And you were nothing but a lonely All-American girl But you were something like a dream come trueI have a varsity tackle and a hell of a block When I played my guitar, I made the canyons rock But every Saturday night I felt the fever growAll revved up with no place to go All revved up with no place to go All revved up with no place to go All revved up with no place to go All revved up with no place to go!