Sweet home Alabama Where the skies are so blue Lord, I'm coming home to you Big wheels keep on turning Carry me home to see my kin Singing songs about the south-land I miss 'ole' 'bamy once again and I think it's a sin Well I heard Mister Young sing

You should be stronger than me Feel like a lady and you my lady boy 'Cause I've forgotten all of young love's joy You been here 7 years longer than me Don't you know you supposed to be the man? Not pale in comparison to who you think I am You always

Love is a losing game Love is a losing hand And now the final frame Love is a fate resigned For you I was the flame Five story fire as you came Love is losing game One I wished, I never played Oh, what a mess we made

Hello friend, how has it been Ain't it wonderful, you've got a friend Though we've changed in our endeavors I found we still have some things in common Now ain't it strange and wonderful That we, we're still friends Through our hearts, we've never parted

Everything will be alright I'm dreaming 'bout those dreamy eyes Doo-doo, doo-doo I believe in you and me I'm coming to find you if it takes me all night Wrong until you make it right And I won't forget you At least I'll try and run, and run tonight

I told ya I was troubled You know that I'm no good You had to be a nasty girl and try to play me I could forgive the past, but I never forget it I cheated myself Like I knew I would

When will we get The time to be Just friends? Just friends, just friends? Can we be alone? It's never safe for us Not even in the evening 'Cause I've been drinking Not in the morning

When you smoke all my weed man You gots to call the green man Yeah I can get mine and you get yours Tell your boyfriend next time he around To buy his own weed and don't wear my shit down I wouldn't care if brave would give me some more I'd rather him

I couldn't resist him His eyes were like yours His hair was exactly the shade of brown He's just not as tall, but I couldn't tell It was dark and I was lying down You are everything he means nothing to me I can't even remember his name Why're you so

And I question myself again: what is it 'bout men? It's bricked up in my head, it's shoved under my bed My destructive side has grown a mile wide Understand once he was a family man So surely I would never, ever go through it first hand Emulate all the