They say Taylor was a good girl, never one to be late Complain, express ideas in her brain Working on the night shift, passing out the tickets You're gonna have to pay her if you want to park here Well mommy's little dancer is quite a little secret

She's harder to handle than you think son You feel safe when you're with her Think twice before you pull the trigger She feels good in your hand from the first little spark But guns shoot bullets and bullets break hearts Heartbreak's a bitch She'll kill

I got a woman, stay drunk all the time I got a woman, want to ball all day I said I got a little woman and she won't be true I got a woman, she won't be true, no no Want to tell you about the girl I love My she looks so fine She's the only one that I

My little light out of nowhere girl Where you been all my life? Where you been trying to hide? It's like you come Come from another world Fell right out of the sky And landed right here tonight Do you wanna dance with me? Anywhere you gotta be?

You gotta stop foolin' around, Keep your feet on the ground, little girl, And starlight will shine all around, little girl. I want you, yes, I do, I need you, yes, I do. And then you run. You had me all the summer long, little girl. Starlight, I hear you

As I approach the prime of my life I find I have the time of my life Learning to enjoy at my leisure All the simple pleasures And so I happily concede That this is all I ask This is all I need Beautiful girls, walk a little slower when you walk by me

Or take over Take my hand Take my hand you Will you realize when I'm gone That I dance to a different song Money rains from the sky above But keep the change 'cause I've got enough A little time and some tenderness

Vibe, vibe, vibe She's got that vibe You've got that vibe Go to work on me You've, you've, you've got that Girl you've got To pump it up a little more

Together we cry Together we cry! Whoa oh whoa oh whoa Jenny was a poor girl Living in a rich world Named her baby Hope when she was just fourteen She was hoping for a better world For this little girl But the apple doesn't fall too far from the tree

Let it roll if we got the gas We let it rip when we got the money It gets wild yeah but that's the way we get down Little Jimmy Jackson is jackin' up his Bronco He's gonna lay a little rubber later on at the truck pull All the girls are getting' pretty