Yeah, more than you know I just need to get it off my chest You should know that baby you're the best 'Cause it ain't over, until she sings I saw it coming, from miles away I better speak up if I got something to say You had your reasons, you had a few

Come on and text me, Texas Before you turn off your phone I'm a wreck and I'm restless Got a feelin' that you're not alone Yeah it's breakin' my heart and I'm startin' to get the message Come on and text me Texas Who's in Houston that's keepin' you from

Take it off, pretty baby Take it off, give it to me Take it off, like you'd do me Take it off, drive me crazy You know you make me so hot, I wanna see what you got I wanna see what's inside, 'cause you got nothin' to hide Well my mind is gettin' dirty

Check one two three This is Benny on the dispatch. Yo! Atención, yo, attention! It’s Benny, and I’d like to mention I’m on the microphone this mornin’ Honk ya horn if you want it! Okay, we got traffic on the west side Get off at 79th, and take the left

Let's get lost tonight Can't get you off my mind I can't seem to get you off my mind Do you got plans tonight? 'Cause I-I-I can't get you off my mind Baby, you and I'm a couple hundred miles from Japan, and I I was thinking I could fly to your hotel

Whiskey's gone but I ain't leaving. There's got to be a bottle in the back. Got to get this devil off my back. There's a note on the table. Said I ain't coming back. 'Til your sorry ass is gone. I'm tired of the cheating and running around. I never saw

Gon' levitate, gon' levitate Don't sit down, don't sit down Two steppin' till the sun come up, come on Gon' get down, we gon' get down Get down so you gotta get up Now take your shoes off in here We don't need to talk (We don't need to talk) I said "I'm

I'm a cold one down at the end of the day A little sundown buzz and more on the way I wash a week's worth of dust off my old truck While Bobby Earl runs home to get dressed up Here comes Clifford, gotta forty in a brown bag In his pointed toe boots and a

We're gettin' off today We'll pick you up and take you away Get down tonight Smokin', Smokin' We're cookin' tonight, just keep on tokin' I feel alright, mamma I'm not jokin', yeah We're gonna play you a song, a little bit of rock-n-roll You gotta let

("Now you're gettin' done without Vaseline") I never have dinner with the President Got damn I'm glad y'all set it off Used to be hard now you're just wet and soft First you was down with the AK And now I see you on a video with Michelle? Lookin' like