It ain't 3 a.m. And I ain't been drinking But it's been one of those days That's got my head spinning I been rushing around till I'm dizzy Feeling lonely in the crowd of the city It ain't 3 a.m. And I ain't been drinking But I need a ride home To that little town where I'll always be sixteen years old I need a two lane, can't pass, foot on the gas, go real slow A little magic, little static on the radio Mom and Daddy sitting on the front porch waving hello Yeah I need a ride home I wanna hear the click of that old transmission I need a quick trip Oh, back to that table in the kitchen I wanna see that little creek rushing Right next to those fields full of nothing I need a strong shot of something I've been missing Yeah I need a ride home To that little town where I'll always be sixteen years old I need a two lane, can't pass, foot on the gas, go real slow A little magic, little static on the radio Mom and Daddy sitting on the front porch waving hello Yeah I need a ride home It ain't 3 a.m. And I ain't been drinking But it's been one of those days That's got me thinking I need a ride home To that little town where I'll always be sixteen years old I need a two lane, can't pass, foot on the the gas, go real slow A little magic, little static on the radio Mom and Daddy sitting on the front porch waving hello Yeah let's go I need a ride home Oh I need a ride home