Don't want to die in a Super 8 Motel Just because somebody's evening didn't go so well. If I ever get back to Bristol. I'm better off sleeping in a county jail.
I've heard love songs make a Georgia man cry. on the shoulder of somebody's Saturday night. Read the good book, studied it too. but nothing prepared me for living with you.
On a lark. On the whim. I said there's two kinds of men in this world and you're neither of them. . And his fist. Cut the smoke. I had an eighth of a second to wonder if he got the joke.
On a lark. On the whim. I said there's two kinds of men in this world and you're neither of them. . And his fist. Cut the smoke. I had an eighth of a second to wonder if he got the joke.