That girl look familiar Real recognize real, that’s familiar I be ridin' the whip that ain’t familiar Getting to the money, that’s familiar Ohhh that’s familiar That can’t be yo girl, she familiar If you ain’t real we don’t feel ya Same my name to these

I have a life that's good At the end of the day Two arms around me Heaven to ground me And a family that always calls me home Four wheels to get there Enough love to share And a sweet, sweet, sweet song

I can sabotage me by myself I try to keep going but it's not that simple I think I'm a little bit caught in the middle Gotta keep going or they'll call me a quitter I don't need no help Don't need no one else Yeah, I'm caught in the middle And I'm just a

That gets to hold the Mona Lisa And I don't care I feel, like the frame If that's all I'll ever be 'Cause I feel, like the frame If that's all I'll ever do Now there are men who make history There are men who change the world And there are men like me

Anyway, I can try anything it's the same circle that leads to nowhere and I'm tired now. Anyway, I've lost my face, my dignity, my look, everything is gone and I'm tired now. But don't be scared, I found a good job and I go to work every day on my old

And you'll see me waiting for you on our corner of the street Going back to the corner where I first saw you Gonna camp in my sleeping bag I'm not gonna move 'Cause if one day you wake up and find that you're missing me And your heart starts to wonder

I came here for love I want you to reach out This is what we came here for, we came here for love For someone to hold me down I won't give it up, no I can see that you're watching me Come over, talk to me, need you to give me a sign You got that

Wake up mama, turn your lamp down low. Yes now, wake up mama, turn your lamp down low. Have you got the nerve to drive poor papa Taj from your door? Woke up this mornin' baby, I had them Statesboro blues. Statesboro Georgia, that is. Woke up this mornin,

At the home game, we'd rock That small town fame in the parking lot All the pretty girls yelling go Big Blue Best part never made the front page news Stain on my lips from cowboy red And her kiss and all of it, all of it, yeah Gone in a flash, the times

Headed for the skies But you were young and bold, and baby Didn't that change with a wink of your eye A little dreamer Weren't they amazed when you were really last? You are the little dreamer They may talk about your cold when you were Now no one's