So often I'd stand On my front porch And I'd watch The car wrecks all night long It's Christmas eve And I've had too much to drink The house is quiet and neat And I can't help but to think Our tires are spinning Soaring through the air I see your face, out of control So calm, but you're not scared The song on the radio is perfect We're floating through the air But you're not scared Some cars They drive by way too fast While others they play it safe And I play it safe now The tires are spinning Soaring through the air I see your face, out of control So calm, but you're not scared The song on the radio's perfect You're floating through the air And you're not scared