Hopin' the sun will never come up And there'll be no compromise again. I'm diggin' a grave in the moonlight. I'm diggin' a grave where we laid. We're diggin' a grave in the moonlight. We're diggin' a grave where we laid.

I wanna ride Up and down like a zipper Zipper, zipper, zipper And all the ladies say Got me fiending I’ma mark my territory Shawty I’m an animal, slowly digging in to you

It's on like that Diggin' on you Diggin' the scene Diggin' on me Baby bay-oh-baby baby I gotta be in love or somethin' like that I was chillin' with my Kool-Aid I must admit to you I was like peace in a groove

Digging deep inside of me Getting past this agony I can't seem to get away Another day rotting in vain The suffering is fading, I scream into the sky Repulsion invades me, I say goodbye I wouldn't be angry if you just fucking cried Your tears would

Honey, whaddya do for money So stop your love on the road All your digging for gold You make me wonder Whaddya do for money What you gonna do You're working in bars Riding in cars Never gonna give it for free

The animal in me I found something I could sink my teeth into Its the thing in you that feeds It feels like thunder When we're slowly diggin' in. It kinda makes me wonder About the lovers that have been. Lyin' in my bed with her hands tied up I knew it

Ain't digging for no gold Just somebody to love... unconditional love You never see it coming Then the next thing you know... unconditional love... unconditional love She ain't looking for no diamonds No necesito nada ni a nadie si te tengo aquí Te amo

And she did it for fun Natalie, she's probably out there thinking it's funny Telling everyone Well I'm digging a ditch for this gold-digging bitch Watch out she's quick Look out for a pretty little thing named Natalie If you see her tell her I'm coming

Singing from the garden Only the beginning I'm only getting started I don't mind the digging Baby, I'll work harder Singing from the bottom When you saw me out your window I've been washing dishes

I'm sick and tired of workin' I'll no more dig the praties As sure as me name is Carney I'll go off to California I'll no longer be a fool I'll be digging lumps of gold Where instead of diggin' praties And when I come back home again Goodbye, Muirshin