You'll never be my hometown girl There's nothing like her in this world I'm tired of the get around girls Ain't nothing like my hometown girl (Ooh, why?) I'm missing someone else This will never be the same But I blame it on myself Because I can't make

You wonder why you make girls cry You went straight for the knife And I prepared to die Your blade it shines Looked me straight in the eye You turned the gas on high Held the flame alight You wonder why I'm scared of fire

It's a summer paradise, crusin' with the boys and girls. Surfin' day and night, everybody shootin' the curl. Hang five, keep it alive, and lemme jump down low on the toes of the nose. Hang ten, hot-doggin' again, let's go! Are you ready? Ready-freddy?

Girls love girls and boys And never did I think that I Would be caught in the way you got me But girls love girls and boys And love is not a choice But if you change your mind, you know where I am Yeah if you change your mind, you know Where to find me

And now I see (hey) see (hey) see (hey) see I used to dream (I used to dream) oh whoa About the money and the cars and girls (and the girls) But now I see (now I see) oh whoa Because I'm sitting on top of the world (the whole world) Cause I'm sitting on

I'm for the birds (I'm for the birds) Old dogs sleeping at your feet I'm for the girls with the curls and the curves I'm for questions I'm for freedom Celebrating every season For what it's worth I'm against the days When the skies stay bummer-grey

You and I were made of glass, we'd never last (never last) Uh she said she can't feel her face (she said she can't feel her face ) Yeah right now I can't feel my heart (right now I can't feel my heart) Ugh for your feelings there's no place (for your

Pop pop a top off and get your good time on Boys, if you're ready to get rock, we don't stop We poppin' off like a bottle rocket most shots Girls, will do me a favor, pour another Yeager, shake your money maker I'm just a country boy singin' my song So

Knowin' that bad guys tell mad lies? (Sometimes you want more than just a honey wit ass) Why do good girls (what what what) like bad guys? (And why do) Dog niggas (want a honey wit class?) Why do (good girls) like bad guys Hey yo boo, why do (good girls)

Someone to watch over me I'm a little lamb who's lost in the wood I know I could always be good To one who'll watch over me Although I may not be the man Some girls think of as handsome But to her heart I carry the key Follow my lead, oh how I need