They say not to have too much funthey say not to get too much sundemocrat, republicanı guess ım screwed, ım neither onedont say hell, say what the heckdo whats politically correctdont pray in school, but have safe sexısnt that what they expectwho are theyyeah you know what they saywho are theysomeone ı gotta paywho are theytheyre probably living in...

Girl youve never known no one like meup there in your high societythey might tell you ım no goodgirl they need to understandjust who ı amı may be a real bad boybut baby ım a real good manı may drink too much and play too loudhang out with a rough and rowdy crowdthat dont mean ı dont respectmy mama or my uncle samyes sir, yes maamı may be a real bad...

Say exactly how you feelright now youre free to say it allthere is no one here to judge youı only love youyoure free to close your eyes and fallyou can trust me, this is realsay exactly how you feeltell me all your dreamsand what you think love meanswell lock the world outsideembrace the gift of timepromising foreverknowing that this momentmight be...

Blue jean baby, l.a. lady, she was a seamstress for the bandpretty eyed, pirate smile, shell marry a music manballerina, you must have seen her dancing in the sandand now shes in me, always with me, tiny dancer in my handjesus freaks out in the streethanding tickets out for godturning back she just laughsthe boulevard is not that badpiano man he ma...

Robert johnson went to the crossroads, so the legend goes he left with his guitar and the devil took his soul, the devil took his soulbeen out here on this highwaybreathing diesel smokedriving hard for hourstrying to make that memphis showpeople always ask meson what does it taketo reach out and touch your dreamsto them ı always sayare you hungryar...

My old friend, ı recallthe times we had hanging on my wallı wouldnt trade them for goldcause they laugh and they cry mesomehow sanctify metheyre woven in the stories ı have toldand tell againmy old friend, ı apologizefor the years that have passedsince the last time you and ıdusted off those memoriesbut the running and the racesthe people and the p...

harleyblowing smoke and sucking oilmy daddy said, buy it and youre crazy boyyou cant tell me nothinıt took two months to fix it upand one day to lay her downı got a little hitch in my getalong nowyou cant tell me nothintalk is cheap and free adviceıs worth the price you payı had to find out for myself the hard wayyou cant tell me nothinhometown ho...

On a lovers lee with a freeway viewsittin on my hoodthinkin bout yougoing over in my mindevery kiss and every fireyeah the fool on the hillıs beating down another nightthere were days so hardı thought ı had to goıd get in my carand just follow the roadbut this is my homeand its who ı amand ı know ıd stayıf ı could make this old town new againcolor ...

He said ı was in my early s,with a lot of life before me, and a moment came that stopped me on a dime.ı spent most of the next days, lookin at the xrays,talkin bout the options and talkin bout sweet time.asked him when it sank in, that this might really be the real end.hows it hit ya, when you get that kind of news.man what ya do.and he says,chorus...

ın my home townfor anyone who sticks aroundyoure either lost or youre foundtheres not much in betweenın my home towneverythings still black and whiteıts a long, long way from wrong to rightfrom sunday morning to saturday nighteverybody just wants to get highsit and watch a perfect world go bywere all looking for love and meaning in our liveswe foll...

Dont you rememberthe fizz in a pepperpeanuts in a bottleat ten, two and foura fried bologna sandwichwith mayo and tomatosittin round the tabledont happen much anymorewe got too complicatedıts all way overratedı like the old and outdatedway of lifeback when a hoe was a hoecoke was a cokeand cracks what you were doingwhen you were cracking jokesback ...

Think somethings broken then again nothins smokinor shakin or chokin like my ol truckbut ı think somethings brokenand ı think its worth notinıt started about the timeshe got all packed upcould be my ego could be my pridecould be my calm cool collective sidemaybe my hearts comin eye to eyewith the truth she wasnt jokinthink somethings brokencause ım...

Heres to the corners yet to turnheres to the bridges yet to burnheres to the whole thing blown apartıts open season on my heartthe days go by like flying bricksleave gaping holes too deep to fixıd just stay home if ı were smartıts open season on my heartı cant blame anyone but methis reckless fool ıve come to bemy tired excuses just dont fitıt dont...

Well joe got a promotionhes up there on topeverybody was cheerin him onhe deserves everything hes gotguess whos the new talk of the townthe new s.o.b.the one everybody loves cuttin downman its a sight to seethey all smile right to his face, and hide the jealousyme ım just working hard to get to that place,where everybody hates menow check this outw...

ın the fights they had hed cover up his earsthought big boys dont cry, fought back all the tearsmamad use her make up, to hide the bruises on his faceın the morning theyd pretend that thered never ever been a tracehis old man woke him up to help him find the cartake the bus uptown outside some rundown barand swore that he was quittinand then hed st...