El Paso City By the Rio Grande From thirty thousand feet above the desert floor I see it there below A city with a legend, the West Texas city of El Paso Where long ago I heard a song about a Texas cowboy and a girl And a little place called Rosa's where

When the girls talk boys When the girls, when the girls talk Oh, when the girls, when the girls talk When you're talking to your girls, do you talk about me? Do you tell them white lies, do you tell them the truth? 'Cause every night you and I find

I wanna show you off Damn girl lookin' so pretty How's about a little drive to the city Hey babe spend the night with me Make the downtown boys jealous when you kiss me I know you like it That I'm shy and kinda quiet But tonight I

All Through The Day, I dream about the night, Down smiles the moon, The kiss, I dreamed of, Here with you. I wish away the time, Until the time, When I'm here with you. Down falls the sun,

What tonight looks like Yeah, what my baby told me Oh, what my baby told me She said "I likes my big daddy, but I'm crazy about his Pontiac" We gon' drive out on the highway, turn the bright lights on Oh, driving on the highway, and he cut the bright

Detox just to retox So boycott love Nobody wants to hear you sing about tragedy And I'd promise you anything for another shot at life Imperfect boys With their perfect ploys Doc, there's a hole where something was. What a match, I'm coming apart at the

You know that I could crush you with my voice Whoa, I want to hate you half as much as I hate myself Stood on my roof and tried to see you Forgetting about me Hide the details I don't want to know a thing Wish that I was as invisible as you make me feel

Something about Something about the boy There's just something about the boy He got me good I've got it bad He got me feeling like a girl gone mad Got me running around like I'm a lovefool Taking me down I can't stop He got me up

Are you telling me this is a sign? I'm not sure of what I see Cupid don't fuck with me! She's looking in my eyes, now I see no other guys Don't think about it, boy leave her alone Are you telling me this is a sign? (Oh!) She likes my tone, my cologne and

Now everybody they lookin' at me, now they lookin' at me Smokin' and stackin' and countin' up green I think I need me a money machine I heard some fuckboys are plottin' on me Waist 32, .40 tucked in my jeans Won't forget when no one cared about me