: It's written on our palms and it's written on our hearts It's written in our songs and it's written in the stars Sometimes all we can do is stand up
: Mean girls Well, I ain't a mean girl But I've known a few They'll make you cry, baby And then blame it on you They'll hate you if you're pretty They
: Looking for an angel in these hills Looking for a map to find what we left behind Knowing that we will Always end up right where we start Cause I
stars from satelittes Down in sugarland Doin the best we can Fallin in love again Down in sugarland Whoa whoa whoa sugarland Sweet skies of sugarland Sugarland (Sugarland
Cowboys ride into sunsets The good guy always gets the girl Cinderella has just fit A glass slipper that changed her world We all know the stories We
Mean girls Well, I ain't a mean girl But I've known a few They'll make you cry, baby And then blame it on you They'll hate you if you're pretty They'
Looking for an angel in these hills Looking for a map to find what we left behind Knowing that we will Always end up right where we start Cause I got
Little Annie Vickers is boarding up windows And a rows all get stranded on a silos Hey, there Annie, don't even think it So much water and you can't
15 minutes left to throw me together For mister right now, not mister forever Don't know why I even try when I know how it ends Lookin' like another
Swinging stars from satelittes Down in sugarland Doin the best we can Fallin in love again Down in sugarland Whoa whoa whoa sugarland Sweet skies of sugarland Sugarland (Sugarland
I been sittin' here staring At the clock on the wall And I been layin here praying Praying she won't call It's just another call from home And you'll
It's written on our palms and it's written on our hearts It's written in our songs and it's written in the stars Sometimes all we can do is stand up
I packed a cooler and a change of clothes let?s jump and see how far it goes You got my heart in your daddy?s boat we?ve got all night to make it float
Grew up on a tightrope, learned to smile Even when I was falling down Daddy had a hard hand and Mama always had hope And me and my sister couldn't wait
There's a place I like to go Cherry bombs and cherry wine Just past the Texaco Down on the county line Beer cans and cemetaries Spanish moss on a welcome