Lyrics Challenge Game

Well, I was walking down the street just a-having a think

You're searching for good times
But just wait and see
You'll come running back

If I had a box just for wishes
And dreams that had never come true

So we take each other's hand
'Cause we seem to understand the urgency

I'd rather hear some blues or funky old soul

1960's

From the letters that I write, they think I'm fine.
But by day, I make the cars,
And by night I make the bars,
If only they could read between the lines!

1970's

Woh, those fortified motor cars,
High energy, and it’s all ours
Ha ha ha ha ha
Dig this
Woh, such a heavy place for the boys and girls,
It’s the murder capital of the world
Yeow!
Well, Detroit city, she’s the place to be,
Mad dog town gonna set you free

1970's

I feel uptight on a Saturday night
Nine o' clock, the radio's the only light
I hear my song and it pulls me through
Comes on strong, tells me what I got to do
I got to

Get up!
Everybody's gonna move their feet
Get down!
Everybody's gonna leave their seat

You gotta lose your mind in