Everybody's working out doing twelve ounce curls Fishing for the line that'll kick her heart into gear Hey brother, need another over here Got the Kid Rock good time playlist on Some drunk dude's in the crowd yelling, let's get weird, y'all Brought to

Hey what ever happened to waiting your turn Doing it all by hand, 'cause when everything is handed to you It's only worth as much as the time put in It all just seems so good the way we had it Back before everything became automatic Quarter in a payphone

Everybody's working out doing twelve ounce curls Fishing for the line that'll kick her heart into gear Hey brother, need another over here Got the Kid Rock good time playlist on Some drunk dude's in the crowd yelling, let's get weird, y'all Brought to

Hope I'm feeling this good when it's Monday morning Been doing my own thing, can't say that I'm sorry And I can only pray someday that we'll all be More than just okay, we can be so free And I can get fly with ya, ride with ya, shine with ya, yeah I can

Cause girl it feels so good the way you bring out the bad in me Id rather ask forgiveness than permission Cause I'm doing all these things I've never dreamed You put me in a delicate position But I'm right where I want to be Girl it feels so good the way

Some black water healing some time to kill I'm doing pretty good man but I ain't lying Ten years ago I had to fly Need some hard red clay and a soft sand hill Been living my dream trying to stay alive I missed my buddies, I miss my home I ain't seen my

Everybody's working out doing twelve ounce curls Fishing for the line that'll kick her heart into gear Hey brother, need another over here Got the Kid Rock good time playlist on Some drunk dude's in the crowd yelling, let's get weird, y'all Brought to

Everybody's working out doing twelve ounce curls Fishing for the line that'll kick her heart into gear Hey brother, need another over here Got the Kid Rock good time playlist on Some drunk dude's in the crowd yelling, let's get weird, y'all Brought to

I'm standing in the rain Getting soaking wet I'm doing my best The good intentions and the pain (Concerto for a rainy day...) I'm waiting all alone I'm so tired I want to go home.

It ain't what you do, its what you do tonight And there ain’t no shortcut to doing something right If you knew what I knew, she’ll be yours tonight Just look around the club 'cause you're here to have a good time I'm so confused, if you only knew she