Watching for a sound to lead me to where ever you go I can't help it, I will always love you It used to be no words could come between us Any time was
You better love your mother She's the only one you've got Yes, you better love your mother It's now or not You better cup your hands with gratitude '
Who is the man making the scene, flashing the green Livin' it up in living up to his name Who wants some lovers gold, silver tone Givin' it up is his
You must admit that, you look like shit 'Cause you've been awake all week Sometimes it's placed that you call your gaskets Up to your accelerating deep
It's getting better all the time I used to get mad at my school (No, I can't complain) The teachers who taught me weren't cool (No, I can't complain)
Watching for a sound to lead me to where ever you go I can't help it I will always love you Chorus: It used to be no words could come between us Any time
Steve: We're gonna get some hoes tonight Let's go get some hoes (2x) You drive, and I know, 'Cause we're gonna get some hoes (laugh)
Waking up in the morning My X is calling she tells me to get a job She tells me that I'm a slob But still she's calling Until 3 in the morning I come
Can you hear it? Yeah man Now I'm the king of the swingers, oh, the jungle VIP I've reached the top and had to stop and that's what's botherin' me I
Somebody once told me the world is gonna roll me, I ani't the sharpest tool in the shed. She was lookin' kinda dumb with her finger and her thumb, in
If you don't wanna be Like all the rest of them Like all my so called friends Walk with me, stand by me Take what you want from me Get what you feel
I caught you looking at yourself Don't worry about it you look fine How did you get your hair so tight Kicking things, you might as well fight It's January
Momma told me, boy, you best behave 'Cause Santa keeps a list of all his faves And if you don't shape up, you ain't gettin' squat But the devil on my
I lose my solitude I see myself in you I don't like what I see If my voice like you in sounds What the hell is going down I'm so pissed off at myself
Somebody once told me the world?s' is gonna roll me, I ain't the sharpest tool in the shed. She was lookin' kinda dumb with her finger and her thumb
In the mornin' you go gunnin' For the man who stole your water Then you fire till he's done in But they catch you at the border And the mourners are
Baker Baker baking a cake Make me a day Make me whole again And I wonder what's in a day What's in your cake this time I guess you heard he's gone to
A long summers day, stretching out the cold Searching for the answers And some say I'm not alone Could you tell me, where I might find fallen horses?