Pray for Jungleland Video (MV)

Eighteen felt like love
Me and Debbie couldn't get enough
Something in us was opening up
For the first time

I kissed those lips that taste like smoke
At every light on Terry Road
Yes meant yes and no meant no
But she never said no

I smelled like Daddy's Old Spice
She looked just like paradise

When you're livin' on the edge of your seat
And you're waitin' on something, anything to happen
Her in those tight jeans
Wearin' out the Dairy Queen
Waitin' on Springsteen, stereo blastin'
Too much magic to understand
It's all Friday night, world on fire
Desire burning up your hands
And pray for Jungleland

Summer came and summer went
A summer like that will leave a dent
You can't buy back you're innocence
If you could you probably wouldn't take it
Cause you learn from where you've been
Some songs take you there again

When you're livin' on the edge of your seat
And you're waitin' on something, anything to happen
Her in those tight jeans
Wearin' out the Dairy Queen
Waitin' on Springsteen, stereo blastin'
Too much magic to understand
It's all Friday night, world on fire
Desire burning up your hands
And pray for Jungleland

Her in those tight jeans
Wearin' out the Dairy Queen
Waitin' on Springsteen, stereo blastin'
Too much magic to understand
When you're that young
You do what can, when you can
You pray for Jungleland
You pray for Jungleland
You pray for Jungleland
You pray for Jungleland