I talked you into slippin' down the hall, baby, turn it on Your playlist you play when you're in the shower Talked you into taking up my time, making up your mind Switching back and forth for an hour And now you're lookin' like a line from a Vandross

Now we're listenin' to old Alabama A little dixieland delight and it feels so right Oh, play me some old Alabama She'd rather wear a pair of cut-off jeans Than a fancy evening dress And with her windows rolled down And her hair all blown around She's a

Someone save us Heaven help us now Come crashing down We'll hear the sound As you're falling down Or make a saint of me? And will you lay for me? 'Cause I'll give you all the nails you need (You don't know a thing about my sins)

Now we're listenin' to old Alabama A little dixieland delight and it feels so right Oh, play me some old Alabama She'd rather wear a pair of cut-off jeans Than a fancy evening dress And with her windows rolled down And her hair all blown around She's a

I'mma go off (I'mma go off) One more ride (ride) one more race (race) We go all out, we don't play One more ride, one more race We don't slow down, ain't no brakes I'mma go off (yeah) I'mma ride tonight (yeah) It don't matter what we face I gotta go now

Never have to worry For all that we know The truth be told As we lay down low Walking the thin line Let the happiness in For now it's fine We're living the lie September's here again

You lay down, lay down, you lay down You know, may no man, woman, child, nor animal Walk a lifetime on God's green Earth and not expect to be tested. Just observe and acknowledge, When the occasion is risen to by champions, you know what I'm sayin'? Let

So let a girl be down and come and get with me No time to play around, cause I'm for real baby I'm feelin' everything you do You know that you're feelin' this too So forget about them other chicks I know you and her got something goin' on And I respect

People round here Call me an airhead The folks round here Red light warning Should go play with the traffic Red light warning Break down coming Know I like a bottle of wine Think I'm better off dead Ain't too refined

Down to the bone “There’s a sadness in your playing,” she said “That penetrates my bones Something in your intonation, something in your tone My name for you is Sad Trombone Yes, my name for you is Sad Trombone.” Now when the light goes out and the music