If you really need me, just reach out and touch me If you want my body and you think I'm sexy Come on, sugar, let me know Come on, sugar let me know She sits alone, waiting for suggestions He's so nervous, avoiding all the questions His lips are dry, her

Here we are, just sittin' here Knowin' we're all alone My Rolley's lookin' at me Sayin' it's time to get it on You know what I want And baby, I know what you need So stop hesitatin', girl And give your love to me.

Just because I'm blond Don't think I'm dumb 'Cause this dumb blond ain't nobody's fool When you left you thought I'd sit An' you thought I'd cry You called me a dumb blond Ah, but somehow I lived through it And you know if there's one thing this blond

Runnin' wild and solo Just as fast as thing goes, boy Give me some more She's my little rock star, man she knows it She's shooting whiskey singing 'Sweet Child of Mine', now She ain't into wine and dinin' Ridin' 95 sittin' shot gun pretty Turnin' this

Feel a way, feel a way, young nigga feel a way I've stopped listening to things you say I tried with you And getting high with you I had to let go of us to show myself what I could do And that just didn't sit right with you And now you're trying to make

Stay with me, Did I say that I need you? No one knows this more than me. Everything you gave Yes, I understand that every life must end, aw-huh, As we sit alone, I know someday we must go, aw-huh, Oh I'm a lucky man, to count on both hands The ones I

For All that has been And All that is All that's to be Lord, I'm just killing time And time's killing me I sit reflecting I feel the end has begun It seems my days now mirror the setting sun So many places that I have been

Your former you That stranger in the mirror Oh, that's you Why'd you look so blue? Now you're just a shallow In the morning on the train You sit and stare at the rain Or bury yourself in your books Don't look at no strangers

She knows her roots and works hard for her money Ain't nothin' like a woman southern born and bred Now she loves her mom and daddy and the Lord to death Just actin' and sittin' playin' hard to get With the girls tonight man they're out on the town Grits

And now I just sit in silence I have these thoughts, so often I ought To replace that slot with what I once bought 'Cause somebody stole my car radio I ponder of something great My lungs will fill and then deflate They fill with fire, exhale desire I