Tonight's the night It's gonna be alright 'Cause I love you girl Ain't nobody gonna stop us now Stay away from my window Stay away from my back door too Disconnect the telephone line Relax baby and draw that blind Kick off your shoes and sit right down

I never told her where the fear comes from In the time we were undone Give me my month as a lucky one Let me see where she is going Oh let me see where she has gone Let me see where she has gone Help me back south with my changing love Ever told her

Just gonna get my back Back, back, back, back Just noise, white noise Lately I've been thinking if you wanna get tough Then let's play rough I'm hearing static, you're like an automatic You just wanna keep me on repeat and hear me crying Givin' it

Come back lover, come back This is where you belong (Let's get together) 'Cause I am love Sprinkle myself around you Shower my warmth upon you I am love, la la la la The eyes of love will watch you

I like doin' what she likes Doin' what she likes She likes hearin' how good she looks in them blue jeans Little kisses, sweeter than sweet tea Things I whispered in her ear, oh my Like running my fingers through her long hair Lightin' watermelon candles

I guess I showed her I guess I showed her, yeah, yeah I paid the clerk and moved right in A single room with one big twin There's a chest and mirror Shower's down the hall Room 16 ain't got no view But the hot plate's brand new Once again I've been burned

Slip out your arrows in tongues (Oh I, I'll dance on that cross) Tell me where we plan to be Did you ever see anyone? (Sleeping on the streets) Did you ever know anyone? (Sleeping on the streets) Speech trial come and lead my palms. (Sleeping on the

Sei que sou seu amante mais sinto ciúme Se não sente mais nada por ele me assume Que eu troco o quarto de motel por uma lua de mel E invente uma história pra ele e me avisa Só me fala a hora e o lugar que eu te busco E te levo direto pro altar não

Tie my right hand to the bible You can burn your paper fingers in the ashtray Place your swollen lips on mine You can shave your heavy head in my carpeted hallway Sure for the first time you're wearing the right clothes Now take them off Meet me on the

She's my little whiskey Girl No Cuervo Gold Margaritas Just ain't enough good burn in Tequila she needs Somethin' with a little more edge and a little more plain My Ragged-on-the-edges girl Ah, but I like 'em rough She ain't into wine and roses Don't my