I'm wishing on a star To follow where you are And I wish on all the rainbows that I see I'm wishing on a dream To follow what it means I feel it's time we should make up, baby I feel it's time for us to get back together And make the best of things, oh,

How bout it baby (Let me show you what's up, Show you backwoods crazy) Yeah you make me (wanna take you for a ride And then just maybe) We can sip on the wine Rock and Roll all night Get ya off deep in these Florida pines

And you gave me back The love I had The faith I'd lost The life I knew Stay with me baby I wanna thank you for the love that you give me And the sun that you put in my sky You don't know how much you've lifted me up

Every part of me says go ahead, It feels like we only go backwards, darlin' I've got my hopes up again, oh no, not again It feels like I only go backwards, baby, It feels like I only go backwards baby, I've got my hopes up again, oh no, not again. I know

One foot, two foot, slew foot, drag Gonna get out my sycamore and shine up my shoes Meet my baby and tell her the news I bet my bundle on a swayback nag And I came home winner with a plenty of swag Swing your honey to the Sugarfoot Rag Dig a little jig

Combat baby come back Combat baby come back baby Said it all before They try to kick it, their feet fall asleep Fight off the lethargy Don't go quietly Combat baby Said you would never give up easy Every mighty mild seventies child

Every part of me says go ahead, It feels like we only go backwards, darlin' I've got my hopes up again, oh no, not again It feels like I only go backwards, baby, It feels like I only go backwards baby, I've got my hopes up again, oh no, not again. I know

You ain't know I gotta go Where ya goin'? I gotta get back to the money To the money I got a lot of loot, and I ain't lookin' for a lady And you can never pay me, I'm from Uptown, baby I wake up in the mornin', take a piss, and wash my hands Take a knee,

Caught up in this fucking rat trap (666) First the front then the backstab Keep trying to fuck me Now look you make me change to be ugly Me, I tell it like it is Mamma said baby you should never tell a fib Used to think you the fucking shit Not a friend,

Momma put a bible in my glove box And a hot homemade apple pie in the passenger seat She said "you'll always be my baby" She planted a kiss and a couple of tears on my cheek Dad slipped me some traveling cash through a map with it highlighted right on