When I get my hands on you,. I'm gonna do every little everything, anything girl. that you want me to, when it's finally just you and me,. We'll let tonight turn tomorrow back into the night,.
Hey there honey, in your cut up jeans. Whatcha drinkin' I was thinkin' you could save a sip for me. I've been lookin' cross the party all night long. At you movin' your hips with your pretty lips singin' along to a country song.
Cut-off jeans an' cowboy boots. Long blonde hair an' dark brown roots. Lord, pinch me. That's how they do it in Dixie. . Electric slidin' on a sawdust floor.
You could say I'm a little bit crazy.. You could call me insane.. Walking around with all these whispers,. Running around here in my brain.. I just cant help but hear em,.
All the memories I have come on through. Every corner thinkin' of you. So I keep on drivin', drivin'. Keep on drivin' down the avenue. . Lost in the middle of the night like before.
Sooner or later they say. That it all gets easier. Take it one tear at a time. I wake up one day. To find some closure. Shining like the sunlight through the blinds.
At the Bama Breeze. You can shoot some pool down there. You can act the fool down there. You can play it cool down there. . At the Bama Breeze. You can drink some beer down here.
Give me more loving than I've ever had. Make it all better when I'm feeling sad. Tell me I'm special even when I know I'm not. Make it feel good when it hurts so bad.
I knew that this was wrong as I. Stood reaching for the bedroom light. But she turned me on. So I turned it off. . Now every man has got his flaws. His breaking point, his sacred cause.
It's a big bad world. Were doing what we can. Sometimes we fall on our face. Before we even learn to stand. But we get back up. Shake off all the dust.
Hijacked when you weren't looking. Behind your back people are talking. Using words that cut you down to size. You want to fight back. It's building inside you.
Tonight the sunset means so much. The one thing that you know you'll never touch. Like the feeling, the real thing. I reach out for that sweet dream. But somehow the darkness wakes me up.
Long white Limousine pulls up to the church. A sick part of me wishes it was a hearse. I didn't get an invitation but I'm here anyway. And I don't care if I'm crashing their big day.
Finally, Friday night. Got to get, feeling right. Low cut, tank top. Blue jeans, skin tight. 9 o'clock, dance hall. Walkin in, struttin tall. Lookin so good.
Sloppy Joes, 10 Dollar Buckets. Who's got a Zig Zag, I got the Chong. Cover band plain' Lyle Lovett. And you and me the only one's singing along. Body like smoke sun-kissed heaven.
It was July and we were 17. Nothin' goin' on at the Dairy Queen. So we drove to the river and he gave me his ring. And I melted in his arms like my ice cream.