Oh yeah, oh yeah ah, ah, ah ah Darlin' makes 'em do it now (Busted) hey (Busted) hey, yeah Ah ah ah ah ah ah Hey, hey mama said the way you move Gon' make you sweat, gon' make you groove Ah ah child way ya shake that thing Gon' make you burn, gon' make

You were flyin to high for my little ol' sky I said move on, I said move on, I said move on, I said move on That big eight-wheeler runnin' down the track Means your true lovin' daddy ain't acomin' back Cause he's movin on, he's rollin on So I'm movin' on

Loving you is the only way to fly Loving you is the only way Somebody said, some dreams come true Some pass you by I should have moved on long ago Why I still want you I don't know These days my best laid plans Are built on shifting sands It's not like I

I just took one sip, all them cars move in slow-mo (Slow-mo, slow-mo) Broke up with me one day, girl your heart's just so cold (Like so fucking cold) Said that I'd give you the world and you turned it to a snow globe Said she wanna go to SoHo (SoHo,

She lovin' it I know she say that she don't but she do She let go and her body get loose Oh, you should see the way that she moves She said she love it when I get her off She kissing on me, she tugging on me Oh, she want it This girl is bad, bad, bad She

Where I let these demons remain Nobody said these bones wouldn't break Along the way, along the way Remove yourself We are the burden I thought you left me to die These wounds are getting deeper I've been betrayed and left behind Poison filling my mind

Oh yeah, oh yeah ah, ah, ah ah Darlin' makes 'em do it now (Busted) hey (Busted) hey, yeah Ah ah ah ah ah ah Hey, hey mama said the way you move Gon' make you sweat, gon' make you groove Ah ah child way ya shake that thing Gon' make you burn, gon' make

I am, I am, I am I am that I am You cannot move I at all I said, I am that I am You can't move I at all I'm not in this world To live up to your expectations Neither are you here to live up to mine, yeah I don't owe no one

Nobody move, nobody get hurt He said he want me to join the army No way, I ain't gonna do it Natty don't nyam dirt The youth them just a dress up in a white collar shirt And some of them wear it till it resemble dirt Turn out your left pocket A searching

Doc Holiday An outlaw walking through the valley of men Glared with a sunken eye of death Moved his head from side to side and said Come on you gutless slugs fight like a man State your name and business and let's see what you got Another body for the