So dry your weeping eyes I will never leave, no I don't never want to hear you say that again Baby I'm not going nowhere Look at me, you understand me? Now, what gave you the silly idea that I'm about to leave Girl who you been listening to? They must be

What do you say in a moment like this. When you can't find the words oh to tell it like it is. Just bite your tongue and let your heart lead the way. Let's get out of here oh what do you say. Just close your eyes and let your heart lead the way. Oh what

Hey Lordy mama Tell me what you gonna do now What you gonna do Tell me what you gonna do I heard you wasn't feeling' good They're spreadin' dirty rumors All around the neighborhood They say you're mean and evil

My baby don't try to change me She gets every flaw, my rebel heart, every tattoo, every scar This is the way that god made me She's in love with the outlaw in me She says, "baby what's that scar from?" I said, "girl, you don't wanna know" She said, "what

So now I come to you with open arms Nothing to hide, believe what I say So here I am, with open arms Hoping you'll see what your love means to me Lying beside you, here in the dark Feeling your heartbeat with mine Softly you whisper, you're so sincere

Do you hear what I got to say? I'm searching for a remedy Alright, okay Talk about it Scream about it Laugh about it With anyone Hey man, where'd you go today? Did you find some place to stay?

Yeah, I live for little moments like that Well, I'll never forget the first time that I heard That pretty mouth say that dirty word And I can't even remember now what she backed my truck into But she covered her mouth and her face got red And she just

Yeah, I live for little moments like that Well, I'll never forget the first time that I heard That pretty mouth say that dirty word And I can't even remember now what she backed my truck into But she covered her mouth and her face got red And she just

Said she ain't got nothing good to say You ain't shit (you ain't shit, you ain't shit) You ain't shit So she ain't gon' say nothing, but this Guess I got used to hearing whatever I wanted to hear So she ain't gon say nothing, but this That's what she

That's what I want Big fat money Some say money is bad for the soul Bad for the rock, bad for the roll Bad for the heart, bad for the brain Bad for damn near everything, oh It must be good for something Come on pay the rent Telephone, telefax,