61 lyrics for "All in your good time"
Does Fort Worth ever cross your mind? You left me here to be with him in Dallas And I know it hurt you at the time I wonder now if it makes a difference Cold Fort Worth beer just ain't no good for jealous I tried it night after night You're in someone
PlayOoh, you're all that I want No good at giving you up Come on and give me some love tonight Time should've taught me the lesson Went lookin' for a sign, but instead I got a message I take off my pride every time we undressin' Make it happen in my mind,
PlayThis time is the last time that I will ever beg you to stay. For breaking all the promises that I wasn't around to keep. But your already on your way. Broken hearts and last goodbyes Restless nights but lullabies Helps make this pain go away I realize I
PlayI got the answer This ain't a party Get off the dance floor You want the get down Here comes the gang war You're doing alright 'Cause all the good times If we were all like you in the end So hit the lights I'll do it again
PlayMonday was the worst day All I'm trying to give you is a good time honey Why d'ya have to keep on playing games with my head Used to be your baby when you had no money Now we spend more time in battle Than we ever do in bed (Than we ever do in bed) You
PlayPretty little thing Sometimes you gotta look good And let the world see All the beauty that you're made of Nobody can tell Your my Virginia bluebell My Virginia bluebell 'Cause the way you hang you head Carrying the weight on the end of a limb
PlayBut I told you so I hate that it didn't work out this time I was getting kinda used to calling you mine Now you're gone for good I wanted you to prove me wrong And I hate to say that I told you so (told you so) All the nights, and the fights 'Til we
PlayNobody knows you when you're down and out. Nobody knows you, Once I lived the life of a millionaire, Spent all my money, I just did not care. Took all my friends out for a good time, Bought bootleg whiskey, champagne and wine. Then I began to fall so
PlayI'm just a brown boy with a bag I got hitters poppin' shit, I'm just poppin' all these tags Come get your issue, we got mags The only time when I'm not fuckin' on your bitch, she on the rag Told my plug I need a pound You know I'm good for it I book a
PlayNobody knows you when you're down and out. Once I lived the life of a millionaire Spending my money, with never a care Takin' all my friends out for a good time Drinkin' high-priced liquor, champagne and wine; Then I began to fall so low; Didn't have a
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