Standing in the rain Milk carton mug-shot baby Missing since 1983 Twenty years of dirty needles So if you see me will you just drive on by Or will I catch the twinkle inside your eye And did you want me? Well I guess I want you Oh pretty baby how could

Go straight to hell, boys There ain't no need for ya Straight to hell Go straight to hell boys Oh Papa-san If you can play on the fiddle How's about a British jig and reel? Speaking King's English in quotation As railhead towns feel the steel mills rust

Yeah, all you need to do tonight is tip it back Grab a long-neck if you're with me Come on now, holler hell yeah 'Cause tonight we're here to party And don't worry about anything except what's in your glass Whether it's a cold beer, tequila, or a double

No need to state the obvi', I be close to your heart I know you looking for real love I got my hand on my Glock, posted on the block I might just let off a shot, at anyone tryin' to kill love Are you who I be in this weekend If so, let's get lost in the

We all hurt We all need We all cry, we all bleed. We have hope I've come to understand this If I could do more I promise you I would, Whisper your grief Scream your sorrow Proclaim your love

Now add tequila! When life gives you limes You make margaritas! You take it all with a grain of salt And realize sometimes it ain't your fault You got something you don't wanna remember That's when you need to just throw it in a blender And have a good

I can't feel alive If I can breathe the air That's been frozen When you're so far away And I just need to find A simple kind of way To keep you closer 'Cause you're every part of me Every part of me

And I wonder, can I give you what you need? Don't want to find I've lost it all Too scared to have no one to call I don't know if you mean everything to me So can we just pretend Ooh, I don't want this to break you Ooh, but I've got no one else to talk

Slick criminal wit, the shit I spit chews Like a bullet came back that just missed and hit you I say the type of shit parents slit their wrists to Need an anthem to amp you, then this the shit to Too many enemies on my list to sift through Nobody got my

We gonna party like it’s 3012 tonight I wanna show you all the finer things in life So just forget about the world, we're young tonight I’m coming for ya, I’m coming for ya 'Cause all I need is a beauty and a beat It’s all 'bout you, when the music makes