I wanna be with you, ayy, I wanna be with Give me a run for my money There is nobody, no one to outrun me So give me a run for my money Sipping bubbly, feeling lovely, living lovely Just love me I wanna be with you If I made up my mind at work, would you

If I could bottle it up If I could bottle it up I'd have a stash in the truck Splash in my cup, it'd never get old One little sip, just a taste on my lip I'd be taking a trip, wherever I go I'd keep a life's good, sweet bliss Does it ever really get

If I could bottle it up If I could bottle it up I'd have a stash in the truck Splash in my cup, it'd never get old One little sip, just a taste on my lip I'd be taking a trip, wherever I go I'd keep a life's good, sweet bliss Does it ever really get

You'll find another life to live That's true, that's right She's sipping Moet, and yeah I swear it gets her wetter My Louboutins new, so my bottoms they is redder No I'm not a rat but I'm all about my cheddar Just talked to your homie she said we should

Weigh the dope up, cook the coke up Might as well just give your ho up I got local ho, but I shipped her out the country though Ain't no giving up, you already know how I give it up Sippin' out the coffee cup, my presidential face a hockey puck Feed me

It's just a Choctaw County affair (Choctaw County affair) It's a Choctaw County affair Well, life's been kind of trippy down here in Mississippi Since Cassie O'Grady disappeared And me and my Bob Shaver been in all the newspapers Every day for naught on

I got a half tank of gas and if we run all the lights We'll slip across the border on the wrong side of right And just like Butch and Sundance we'll ride until the dawn Sipping whiskey, singing cowboy songs On the Right Side of Wrong A friend of a friend

How bout it baby (Let me show you what's up, Show you backwoods crazy) Yeah you make me (wanna take you for a ride And then just maybe) We can sip on the wine Rock and Roll all night Get ya off deep in these Florida pines

Been away a year today To wander and roam I don't care it's muddy there But this is my home Got my toes turned Dixie way 'Round the delta let me lay Dixie moonlight Swanee shore Headed homebound just once more To my Mississippi delta home

(Oh, we're just front porch junkies) Yeah, we're just some front porch junkies We're just sippin' moonshine watchin' chicken fry And makin' that swing swing side to side Singin' "Hoop, hoop, hoopty do" Come on, girl, can you feel that groove? All my