Change that will make everything okay Well the stars are out tonight And I got nowhere to go But my nowhere is somewhere You really don't wanna know And in the morning, I'll be at the stoplight Looking kinda strange Asking for forgiveness And begging for

That you like somebody Wanna hold somebody Why can't we keep it on the sweet side See how it feels to take a slow ride Well, you know how it goes When you meet somebody But you just can't stand To think about somebody

Everybody knows I'm here Well, you know I'm the hoochie-coochie man Everybody knows I'm here Don't you know I'm here The gypsy woman told my mother Before I was born I got a boy-child's comin' He's gonna be a son-of-a-gun He's gonna make pretty women's

Hasta mañana, say we'll meet again I can't do without you Time to forget, send me a letter Say you forgive, the sooner the better I just don't know Hasta mañana 'til we meet again Don't know where, don't know when Darling, our love was much too strong to

You're beautiful, beautiful, you should know it I think it's time, think it's time that you show it Well baby what you doing? where you at? where you at? Why you acting so shy? holding back, holding back We're not the only ones doing it like that, it

You won't wanna go home And it feels so good in my arms 'Cause we'll wake up together Don't look back, when you're holding me 'Cause I know what this love was meant to be One day we're gonna wake up together We'll find love here together We're gonna wake

Ridin’ down the highway Who wants to be the DJ I’ll find a spot on the side of the road You find something on the radio A real, real good song We'll know it when it comes on We had no money and no place to go All we needed was a radio Seventeen, the only

That you like somebody Wanna hold somebody Why can't we keep it on the sweet side See how it feels to take a slow ride Well, you know how it goes When you meet somebody But you just can't stand To think about somebody

For me there ain't no escape from the blues Well I can see I was born to lose Well someone made a mistake When they said life was a bowl of fruit You know I had to go downtown And pawn my last suit You know I was born to lose You know I haven't seen or

Well, if I go down dyin', you know she's bound to put a blanket on my bed I got this graveyard woman, you know she keeps my kids But my soulful mama, you know she keeps me hid She's a junkyard angel and she always gives me bread Well, when the pipeline