I got some good friends that live down the street Got a good looking woman with her arms 'round me Here in a small town, where it feels like home It's the weight that you carry from the the things that you think you want I've got everything I need and

There's a starman waiting in the sky La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la He'd like to come and meet us But he thinks he'd blow our minds He's told us not to blow it 'Cause he knows it's all worthwhile Let the children lose it Let the children use it

Oh, how many travelers get weary Bearing both their burdens and their scars Don't you think they'd love to start all over And fly like eagles out among the stars? And fly like eagles out among the stars It's midnight at a liquor store in Texas Closing

I'm a man of my convictions Call me wrong, call me right But I bring my better angels to every fight You may not like where I'm going But you sure know where I stand Hate me if you want to Love me if you can Sometimes I think that war is necessary Every

I had to cut lil' mama off, now we back on They think I'm still selling soft like his bag gone I was gone for a minute, now it's back on I'm self made and independent, yup, black on I'm self made and independent, yup we black on

Doesn't it feel the same as the cattle out to graze Like a worm boring through cinders and rock and ash I think I need a broom To sweep away the day cleanse us of the shame we're in I'm in Like a stray with the mange runs and lies and man I think I need

Let it burn Nor that I would Under my skin I know you'll find your own way when I'm not with you So tell everybody, the ones who walk beside me, yeah Now I think I understand How this world can overcome a man Like a friend we saw it through In the end I

Girl, that night was just like you Unforgettable That mango-rita you were drinkin' And that Coldplay song that you were singin' And I bet right now you're probably thinkin' That it's crazy I remember every detail, but I do From your blue jeans to your

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La la la la To get through to the man in me The man in me will do nearly any task And as for compensation, there's little he would ask Take a woman like you Storm clouds are raging all around my door I think to myself I might not take it any more Take a