Houston, we got a problem It's got the biggest sky you've ever seen, the coldest beer you'd ever drink But I still feel like I landed on the moon 'Cause it ain't got you I got new boots covered in red dirt A "Don't Mess With Texas" t-shirt And a Lonestar

Yeah, layin' in her underwear I just wanted you to notice me Tryin to see what’s under there I don’t wanna ruin it But you got me excited I just wanna stop and stare Wanna see where this could go But I can see just where this is goin' For who I am

You’re heaven to me Yeah she's so real my lady Well the chimes of my kingdom rang And the Lord has advised me to do my thing And I ain’t no believer baby But you must have one or two things to do with a place above I’d like to call you my one true love

There ain't no future in this So if she's still the one When it's all said and done Honey I know you tried When you loved me tonight But the memory slipped from your lips So if she's on your mind That much of the time There was somebody who

She only gets stoned when you ain't home And I know bro code and I ain't breakin' it But bro, you got yourself a situation, bro You better get your girl home, boy You better take yourself home, boy You better tell her you love her, you need her 'Cause if

I guess I showed her I guess I showed her, yeah, yeah I paid the clerk and moved right in A single room with one big twin There's a chest and mirror Shower's down the hall Room 16 ain't got no view But the hot plate's brand new Once again I've been burned

Over and over again Tell me slowly Down in your heart, you know better Same old story Nobody's buying There ain't any truth to it The fact is you're lying But I'm getting used to it Promising we'll stay together

Don't want us to lose what we are Don't question it You ain't gotta question it You already know the answer The truth don't make us relevant Hurts but it's necessary Lose what we are So they can't help but to come and hate on it They see what we got and

Peace muthafuckers (do it) Yeah I smoke pot, yeah I love peace But I don't give a fuck, I ain't no hippy Yeah I smoke pot, (do it) yeah I love peace (do it) And it's part of me But I don't give a fuck (do it), I ain't no hippy But I don't give a fuck, I

And right out the other, It goes In One Ear, People talkin' shit but you know we'll never bother, They say that we ain't got the style, We ain't got the class, We ain't got the tunes that's goin to put us on the map And I'm a phony in disguise, Trying to