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A bunch of amigos
Looking to make a name
Not for fortune
Not for fame
Not sure what we were doing
Just looking for a good time
We’d go out driving
Gasoline with just a dime
We’d be flying down the road
Pushing our luck
A bunch of boys in the back
But who gives a fuck
We’d be sliding and hiding
From all them cops
But them sheriffs couldn’t catch us
only our own damn thoughts
I wanna say thank you
To the boys I know
A good feeling
When your real low
But cheers man
We were just kids driving fast,
chilling in parking lots
and skipping class
Now the struggle is real
And life is a task
So give me some whiskey..
To fill up my flask
I wanna say thank you
To the boys I know
A good feeling
When your real low
Don’t get lost with how life is
It’s a fast road
A bunch of new miles on us
But our bones still remain
Hell we even still fuss
It’s how we keep each other
from going insane
Let the restless soul pass on now
And rest them engine roars
All people grow old and settle down
But I want ya’Lk to remember
I wanna say thank you
To the boys I know
A good feeling
When your real low
Nothings changed
Just a little different now
But what I want you to know
Is adios amigos
Details
GeneratedDec 23, 2025
Duration3:16
LanguageEnglish
Style
Country, western, deep, male vocals, fun, adventure, rowdy
Credits
Prompt byWestan
ModelAria v5
