She's going Hollywood She's going Hollywood tonight (West bound Greyhound) (To tinsel town) (Just to pursue her movie star dreams) It's true, that you, May never ever have that chance again That chance again babe Lipstick in hand

Told my bro roll a 'Wood We gon' spark that shit up Its gon' take all the pain away I'm stuck in my past My brothers they passed Look at my kicks Spanish bitch all on my dick Rollie, gon' ice out my wrist It cost a brick Baby, this not counterfeit

(Hoo hoo wooh true) I will stay true I could have another but I probably shouldn't I've got somebody at home, and if I stay I might not leave alone No, honey I'm good, I could have another but I probably shouldn't Singing out oh oh oh oh oh (Hoo hoo wooh

I wanna sing you a love song I wanna rock you in my arms all night long I wanna get to know you I wanna show you the peaceful feelin' of my home There's a wren in a willow wood Flies so high and sings so good And he brings to you what he sings to you And

And if I was a bettin' woman I'd lay my money down I'd bet he spends more time in them woods Than he spends in this house I got myself a problem I can't figure no way out It's like I'm married to a shotgun carryin', tobacco chewin', No good blue tick

Burn the witch We know where you live This is a low flying panic attack Stay in the shadows Cheer at the gallows This is a round up Sing a song on the jukebox that goes Red crosses on wooden doors And if you float you burn

Johnny be good tonight! Said go, go Johnny! I said go, go Johnny! Said oh, go Johnny! You better be good Johnny B. Goode Deep down in Jamaica, close to Mandeville Back up in the woods, on top of a hill There stood an old hut made of earth and wood

Fallin' fallin' fallin' 'Cause when the loving starts, and the lights go down And you say that you love me You woo woome until the sun comes up And if you use me again it'll be the end of me There's not another living soul around Say that you love me Have

Ain't nothing new in my life today If we only had time, only had time for you Ain't nothing true it's all gone away It's just heartbreaking I should have known that it would let me down It's just a mind aching I used to dream about this town It was a

Supper's almost done Go ahead and call your friends 'Cause we got room for everyone Let's make some memories, 'round this 9 foot pine At the family table It's just an old piece of wood On top of four legs It's got a few coffee stains, and a thousand