There must be a better world somewhere Oh yes, I know Sometimes I wonder Just what am I fighting for? I win some battles But I always lose the war I keep right on stumblin' In this no-man's land out here

I got the key to the highway, Billed out and bound to go. Walking is most too slow. I'm going back to the border Woman, where I'm better known. You know you haven't done nothing, I'm gonna leave here running Drove a good man away from home. When the moon

You ain't talkin' to Mrs. Jones You speakin' to Miss Wilson now Who's that knockin' on that door You better get away from that door I don't know nobody named Jones You're in the right church, brother, but the wrong pew Sam Jones left his lawful wife,

Got to get away Everyone inside my head They want me alive or dead You don't know better Well I've been just I've been a bug unknown I know all about it But my heart is strong I've been away

Baby, it's not just you That's hurting It's me too Before you go away you need to realize You know it hurts me too. I know your heart has seen better times I know our songs had better rhymes Before today

Things are always better, when were all together I'm dreamin' on the last mile home Dreamin' on the last mile home, dreamin' on the mile last home Take it back, I never meant it Never thought it would come to pass Baby know it's not forgotten baby Know

I gotta get better, gotta get better Gotta get better, gotta get better Meet me in the hallway Just let me know I'll be at the door, at the door Hoping you'll come around Just let me know I'll be on the floor, on the floor Maybe we'll work it out And

Welcome to my sunny day My sunny day A better day Who'd ever thought that I would see this day Where I would see my ghetto life fade away Searched high and low, so close, yet so far to go I just know, there's a sunny day Cause I was lost and couldn't

Cool the engines I'm no fool Gonna keep it cool Take it day by day We won't know where we might go 'Til we make it all the way Better cool it down Cool the engines down Well I like takin' off

Hit my line, hit my line I know you want me to throw it back on you I been east side, love, baby, just come through Baby, we can bump and grind, bump and grind Baby, we can bump and grind, ease your mind But I think you look way better with your clothes