I'm hangin' halfway off the balcony Overthinkin' 'cause my job is way more than a salary Everything around me gold like I just practiced alchemy I realized when it comes to girls That chemistry means way more than anatomy She mad at me, she been mad at

I'm just waiting 'til I'm eighteen She told me to meet her there, I cannot afford the bus fare, I'm not old enough for her, So tell me what else can I do? I bought my fake ID for you You got me waiting in a queue, For a bar I can't get into, I'm not old

Play me a song People said he was useless Them people all were fools To ever play the blues Curtis Loew, Curtis Loew Well, I got your drinkin' money Tune up your Dobro 'Cause Curtis Loew was the finest picker Well, I used to wake the mornin'

Across the lines Who would dare to go Under the bridge Over the tracks That separates whites from blacks Choose sides Run for your life Tonight the riots begin On the back streets of America

He's gone country, look at them boots He's gone country, back to his roots He's gone country, a new kind of suit He's gone country, here he comes He's gone country She's been playing in a room on the strip for ten years in Vegas Every night she looks in

Go down, go down, go down, yeah Let me see you go to town, yeah Baby let me watch you go to town Let me see you go to town Go down, go down, go down, yeah, yeah, yeah If you're down, boy, really down It's your one chance, baby, never or now, yeah Let me

We only said goodbye with words I died a hundred times You go back to her And I go back to I go back to He left no time to regret Kept his lips wet With his same old safe bet

Cartier diamonds, my mascot Tell your main nigga he your ex now Finna push up, bring your ass out Where you come from? Where you from now? I keep a bad thing on me, yeah, yeah Dreads on me like Beijing, yeah, yeah After this, right back to him, like an

Dragon days And the fire's hot Like the desert needs water I need you a lot I need to be saved I'm missin' you (And the days drag on and on) I need you a lot, I need you so bad Like a damsel in distress

It may seem like our fire Has been a little burnt out we're tired We only need to stay close In time, sparks will fly (And we fly too, and we, and we And we fly too) Baby you deserve the whole enchilada Gucci and Prada Toast to the days when I didn't