Don't leave no smell on me I'll be that person 'till my dying day I try so awful hard but I can't change My cold, cold sailor heart says, "Get on your way." I ain't too proud to say it but that's how I'm made From runways to the road I ramble alone This

(Whoa-a oh oh oh) Where we're gonna go I don't care what nobody says We're gonna have a baby She's buckled up on navy She don't care what her momma says No she gonna have my baby People call us renegades We like takin' on the town

Razz the kid Just like the girlies back at corner store Wash my bugle boy a watching my throne Sweet mutilation of a sold to nothing man Lord have mercy shake is falling through your hand Because she love me I'm the chosen one These are the days to not

Trust embedded on the sand Trust in us embedded on the sand So you're running in a best of three And you gunning on the kingside For the queen And you gunning for it all May the king fall

I am your overlord Everything above and below The exodus of your will and All that you'll ever know Kings of this world The servants shall serve Slaves never free Kings of this world all that's to be All that you hear and all that you see

Pistol of fire Go hug your sister Ah, where is it you want to take me? Ah, where is it you want to go? Ah, wrapping up the morning's coming Ah, home before the rooster crows It's gonna tickle Shattered the frame Go love your sister

You know that I could use somebody Someone like you, somebody Always looking down at all I see I hope it's gonna make you notice Someone like me I've been roaming around Painted faces, fill the places I can't reach Someone like you, and all you know, and

We gonna come together, we gonna celebrate We gonna gather 'round, like it's your birthday I don't wanna know, just what I'm gonna do I don't care where your going, I'm coming along with you It's in the way she often calls me out It's in the curve of

To be there, To be there Don't you know, I'm on call She said call me now baby, And I'd come a running, I'm on call, One and all

You get top floor and when you back you go slower Turn out the lights cause they're coming bright And then you go Hope that smoke ain't getting to you're face Walking like you're sucking velvet snow Going 'cause you're sweating on our floor Then you go