| Seven-fifty-seven |
| Yeah, I’ll never go to heaven |
| I’ve been smokin' since eleven |
| Told the devil he’s a lemon, yeah |
| Seven-fifty-seven |
| Yeah, I’ll never go to heaven |
| I’ve been smokin' since eleven |
| Told the devil he’s a lemon, yeah |
| Seven-fifty-seven |
| Yeah, I’ll never go to heaven |
| I’ve been smokin' since eleven |
| Told the devil he’s a lemon |
| I got problems with my spending |
| All these horses in my engine |
| Doing eighty in a thirty |
| I’m never in a hurry |
| Screaming: «La-di-da-di-da-di |
| Everybody wanna party» |
| Drinkin' bottles of Moscato |
| Takin' pictures with a model |
| Stayin' up until the morning |
| Wish that I was more discerning |
| Goin' wild like coyote |
| Where’s the water? Something’s burnin', yeah |
| Seven-fifty-seven |
| Yeah, I’ll never go to heaven |
| I’ve been smokin' since eleven |
| Told the devil he’s a lemon, yeah |
| Seven-fifty-seven |
| Yeah, I’ll never go to heaven |
| I’ve been smokin' since eleven |
| Told the devil he’s a lemon, yeah |
| Today I’m feeling pitiful |
| I’m dumb and hypocritical |
| I’m taking things too literal |
| When it was hypothetical |
| I got the things I wanted |
| Now I’m whining over nothing |
| I’ve got boulders in my shoulder’s |
| And my head’s a roller-coaster |
| I need to stop all the noise |
| Get a little older |
| Be a little sweeter |
| Taking things slower |
| Except for night because we’re going down to Malibu |
| We’re burning down the interstate |
| We’re rolling down the windows yellin' |
| Seven-fifty-seven |
| Yeah, I’ll never go to heaven |
| I’ve been smokin' since eleven |
| Told the devil he’s a lemon, yeah |
| Seven-fifty-seven |
| Yeah, I’ll never go to heaven |
| I’ve been smokin' since eleven |
| Told the devil he’s a lemon, yeah |
| Now we’re headed down the road on the interstate |
| I look out the window and I feel okay |
| I can feel the air when it hits my face |
| I just love the feeling, I just love the feeling |
| I can feel the changes and it’s something I’m embracing |
| Taking time out just to waste it instead of always fucking pacing |
| I’m oiling the hinges but I’m learning all my limits |
| I don’t get bent out of shape 'cause it’s all okay |
| Headed down the road on the interstate |
| I look out the window and I feel okay |
| I can feel the air when it hits my face |
| I just love the feeling, I just love the feeling |