my telephone Boy the way you blown up my phone Won't make me leave no faster Put my coat on faster Leave my girls no faster I shoulda left my phone at home
comes around. That's the time, That the animal comes alive. Looking for Something wild. And now we lookin' like pimps In my gold Trans-Am. Got a water bottle full of whiskey In my handbag. Got my
Now they say I'm wasting my time 'Cause you're never comin' home But they used to say the world was flat But how wrong was that now? And by leavin' my
good, I won't tell nobody You got a BFF, I wanna see that girl, it's all women invited Hairdos and nails, that Louie, Chanel all up in the party President's in my
know we?ve been down that road What seems a thousand times before My back to a closing door And my eyes to the seasons That roll out underneath my heels
a fault with all the people everywhere It's getting harder every night to take the punches left and right Just to know that you're here by my side Here are my
good catch She's 10 out of 10, I've gotta keep that She's so far gone, the green light's on I ain't gonna turn back, it's a rap Stop, take a look, left
That's my attitude Yeah, that's my attitude Yeah, that's my attitude And I feel like I'm the shit Yeah, that's my attitude Yeah, that's my attitude
ve been looking for freedom, since I left my home town I've been looking for freedom, still it can't be found I headed down the track, my baggage on my
my home far away Driving down the road I get a feeling that I shoulda been home yesterday Yesterday... Country roads...take me home To the place...I
it to the ground But how low can you go? Lower than your mama's Ever seen it in her lifetime Never would've imagined Did not even in her right mind Practice in front of that
yesterday I know my kingdom awaits And they've forgiven my mistakes I'm coming home, I'm coming home Tell the world that I'm coming "A house Is Not A Home
them itsy bitsy teensie weensie tiny minds... Here's your sign. Here's your sign. Last time I was home I was driving around I had a flat tire, I pulled my
In Hollywood they have a different language that they speak It's spoken by those folks who went to school for just one week It's found inside Variety,
girls make me sing and shout That georgia's always on my mind I'm back in the u.s.s.r. You don't know how lucky you are boy Back in the u.s.s.r. Well
ya what well theres just one thing that pop don't understand it's like catching bolts of lighting in your hand. A woman needs, to beleive she can take the road she's
desk Unaffected by they threats, then get busy on they ass See, that's how that Chi-Town made me, that's how my daddy raised me That glitterin' may not