Sittin' on the A-bomb like dinner will be served
Quitting time was hours ago and he's workin up his nerve
Forced to be a lost romantic, free to be alone
Divorced from the semantics, he's got nothing but his bones
Maybe she's a waitress, maybe he's a queen
Anything can happen when you're driving like James Dean
Maybe he's a lost boy, maybe she's a pill
Anything can happen when you're racing life downhill
LANDSLIDE... I'm in love with your ride
LANDSLIDE... I'm in love with your ride
Killing time in karaoke like breakfast will be served
He can throw the fastballs but he's got trouble with that curve
Cursed to be a statistic, blessed to be a stud
Worse than optimistic -- they say it's in the blood
Maybe he's her last chance, maybe she's a case
Anything is possible when you're driving to be chased
Maybe she's behind you, maybe he's ahead
Anything can happen when your tires got no treads
LANDSLIDE... I'm in love with your ride
LANDSLIDE... I'm in love with your ride
LANDSLIDE... I'm in love with your ride
LANDSLIDE... I'm in love with your ride
Standing on the landslide like the drinks are being served
Sportcoat tie and twenty bucks, it's way too late to swerve
Piqued it all in high school, now it's just the fall
Sneak ya by the fly rule better catch that ball
Maybe he's the waitress, maybe she's the dad
Anything can happen when it goes from good to bad
Maybe hit the big time, maybe make the scene
Anything can happen when you're driving like James Dean
LANDSLIDE... I'm in love with your ride
LANDSLIDE... I'm in love with your ride
LANDSLIDE... I'm in love with your ride
LANDSLIDE... I'm in love with your ride
LANDSLIDE... I'm in love with your ride
LANDSLIDE... I'm in love with your ride
LANDSLIDE... I'm in love with your ride
LANDSLIDE... I'm in love with your ride