They got three in the front and four in the back of a civic
Camped out all night on the sidewalk just to get tickets
With their hands on the fence in the back by the buses and the limousines
Just to get a glance at a drummer or singer yeah anything
And they come from miles around
For that moment when the lights go out
And they scream

It´s the girls in the front row singin´
It´s the boys with the wheels that bring them
Its lighters in the air and you guys up there
You´re the heart and soul and the reason we do what we do
Here´s to you

There´s a silver-tongued blonde trying to sweet talk her way back stage
There´s a mom and a dad in the aisle not acting their age
There a wet Corvette red lipstick print in a Coors Light cup
And judging by the way she´s dancing I´d say she´s had enough

The guitars come alive
And you make us want to stay all night
And they scream

It´s the girls in the front row singin´
It´s the boys with the wheels that bring them
Its lighters in the air and you guys up there
You´re the heart and soul and the reason we do what we do
Here´s to you, here´s to you