It's a random kind of thing Came upon a delicate flower I can't believe a machine gun sings Driveby, driveby, driveby, driveby Well he borrowed his girlfiend's car Went out riding with the boys Now she's gone like a shooting star Driveby, driveby, driveby, driveby Now she's gone like a shooting star Trail of dreams Tragic trail of fire Now she's gone like a shooting star Driveby, driveby, driveby, driveby Well you feel invincible It's just a part of life There's a feud going on and you don't know Driveby, driveby, driveby, driveby