Bigger houses, faster cars yes Friday nights and whiskey friends Tell her second chance's a second wind Just one more candle then you tell yourself Twenty something Twenty something, buying coffee you can't afford Making love is keeping score You're

Rockin' robin, rock rock Rockin' robin' Blow rockin' robin 'Cause we're really gonna rock tonight He rocks in the tree tops all day long Hoppin' and a-boppin' and singing his song All the little birdies on Jaybird Street Love to hear the robin go tweet

Right moves Yeah, yeah, yeah, you got the Chills are running up my spine 'Cause you got me to feel All the thoughts I made up in my head, you've made them real Christina, ya dun kno nobody can test, you're da best You know what I mean?

We hold each other When the days get short Something happens when I hold her She keeps my heart from getting older and the nights get a little bit colder I miss the words we used to say I miss the sounds of yesterday I miss the games we used to play like

Yeah, I said "the king is dead" (long live the king) The king is dead (long live the king) Yeah, I said "yeah" Hey, Darlin' Know any bands for my play my party? Um, I don't know How 'bout Fall Out Boy? The king is dead Yeah, I said lord be my

The people turned away Down by the seaside See the boats go sailin' Can the people hear What the little fish are sayin' Oh, oh, the people turned away Oh, the people turned away Down in the city streets, See all the folk go racin', racin'

Ooh, I'm not ready My head in the sand sometimes It's not the right way to go Yes, it's easier to bury But I pray for the ground to swallow me whole Ooh, I’m not ready Show me distraction Even for just one night 'Cause it's easier to bury

Me name, Jr. Gong, me tellin' you Youngest veteran, me tellin' you Youngest veteran It's been a long time the world's been waiting for this I man say excuse me for a moment for a introduction Fus one fi mi Muma but mi Pupa last son Like some fruits in

Between the cheats, ooh oh oh ooh oh oh I would die before I divorce you I'd dtake a thousand thumps for my love 'Cause you kiss a lucky horseshoe Stuck it in my boxing glove 'Cause anyone who will see us Through our victory and done defeat Knows that

There's none more Scots Than the Scots abroad There's a place in our hearts For the old sod One, two, three From the old sod to the new land We came over by the score We cut the ties said goodbye And closed the old world door