Tear it off, but not a lot, it's not enough to debate Big shit no shit Tear it off, but not a lot, only so much you can take I'm molasses hung in rent Read a sponsor one shot no post-show As if you blame real and stagnate Some try that hit beast and mud

I go down to the honkytonk I might not end up in the Hall of Fame With a star on the sidewalk with my name Or a statue in my hometown when I'm gone Nobody gonna name their babies after me I might not go down in history But I'll go down to the honkytonk

Without one another It's not like you never tried to forget her But these days are better without one another Hey kid, everybody's prone to some mistakes If you'd always kept it straight, you'd never learn You'd run the risk of all the risks you take

Blue gardenia I lived for an hour Love bloomed like a flower Thrown to a passing breeze But pressed in my book Of memories Now I'm alone with you And I am oh, so blue He has tossed us aside

We fell so hard One day at a time is what they tell us Now I gotta find a way to tell them I felt you'd go But you were with me all along along If I can be an example of getting sober Then I can be an example of starting over Now we gotta get back what

Where did my baby go? I wonder where she ran off to I miss my baby so Please tell that girl if you meet her That someone's longing to see her I wish that she would get back soon (get back soon) I'm calling but I can't get through I'm searching for the

Do you, Mr. Jones? You walk into the room with your pencil in your hand You see somebody naked and you say, "Who is that man?" You try so hard but you don't understand Just what you will say when you get home Because something is happening here but you

Although I search myself, it's always someone else I see I'd just allow a fragment of your life to wander free But losing everything is like the sun going down on me Don't let the sun go down on me I can't light no more of your darkness All my pictures

When you're out Tell your lucky one To know that you'll leave But you don't lock when you're fleeing I'd like not hear keys Only hold till your coffee warms But don't hurry and speed One a time put a tongue In your ear on the beach

I met up with the king He confessed his body was burning His body had begun to rot And he said don't think less of me I'm still the same man I used to be But no one believed him No one believed him I once knew a pretty girl And she was in love with the