People staring at me as they wheel me Down the ramp towards my plane The war is over for me I've forgotten everything except the pain Thank you sir and
(lee, huffsteter) Now I got the hook And now I got the bait Now I got the bait So don't slow me down Now I got a car And now I gotta girl Now I got a
I've got a brand new skillet and a brand new lid I ain't got no stove, but I'll bake my bread I'm gonna bake my biscuit I'm gonna bake my biscuit I'm
People starin' at me as they wheel me down the ramp toward my plane The war is over for me I've forgotten everything except the pain Thank you sir and
your back. You better grow some eyes in the back of your head. I fight dirty, just like your looks. Can't take, can't take, can't take anymore. Take back
Wait time is the worst I can hardly sit No one has the time Someone is always late I look for you And you look for me I don't know why I came down I
People staring at me as they wheel me Down the ramp towards my plane The war is over for me I've forgotten everything except the pain Thank you sir, and
but notice a face so beautiful Now imagine, the faces you'd make if we ever made love (Oh, oh, oh, oh) Pulled up in the drop top Benz Hit the horn
'm not Bowzer Mom, please put back the bell-bottom Brady Bunch trousers But if you don't want to I can live with that but You gotta put back the double
manage cause I'm cautious with the strap Do damage to your cabbage that a doctor cannot patch See bot you don't want no friction like the back of a mathbook
a cowboy" I'm a thorough-bred, that's what she said In the back of my truck bed as I was gettin' buzzed on suds Out on some back country road, we were
as fuck and Polo sheets is what I lands on Back against the wall and my two feet is what I stand on Diva in the room, she blowin' me just like a band horn
Hey you know me bitch nigga, I'm all of that Hit your broad with a big dick, didn't call her back Relax lil' cat, let the big dog attack Thought it was
don't even gotta bring ya purses out We the dope boys of the year, drinks is on the house Sweet, let that ride out, bring the horns back in, yeah This
You took me down just like a Rob Roy But now I'm coming next to you Run, devil, run, run, devil, run, run Run, devil, devil, run, run I never knew about your red horns
I just came back from a trip along the Milky Way I stopped off at the North Pole to spend the holiday I called on old dear Santa Claus to see what I could
, gimme, gimme Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme my loving Gimme, gimme my loving Gimme, gimme my loving I need some horn, y'all Can I get some horn, y'all?
thing Way over yonder can you dig that mess The sister standing out there dressed up In a brand new mini dress Look hey over there Do you see that boy playing that horn