Smoke a cigarette. An' I know I've had enough. Mash whiskey in another paper cup. Didn't know it, babe. But yo cup was runnin' over. Never time to do it right.
You know I'd never lie to ya, baby don't get me wrong. And though I wasn't true to ya, baby don't get me wrong. Cuz satisfyin' you is the thing that gets me off.
Woman, I've been thinkin'. That we belong together. My intentions are bad. There's a richer man. But none better. I am two parts diamond. Some say three parts dirt.
So the Lone Ranger rides again. I'm gonna blow by you. Like a frozen cold freight train. I'll freeze the smile on your face. . Go back, hell no, I just pulled up.