Pretty woman What's the matter with you Can't make you love me, no matter what I do Oh pretty woman she's the rising sun Says all your cheap paint and powder ain't gonna help you none She's a pretty woman right down to the bone So you just might as well

Oh don't lean on me man, cause you can't afford the ticket I'm back on Suffragette City Oh don't lean on me man 'Cause you ain't got time to check it You know my Suffragette City Is outta sight...she's all right A Suffragette City, a Suffragette City Hey

You must really love me to lie to me Must really love me to lie to me You make letting me to, look so easy When I know that it can't be Wide awake at night, knowing it ain't right We both realize it might be over Must really love me to lie, lie to me

I can put you in the Mile High Club, what's up? Let's take a trip Have you ever read "The World Is Yours" On a blimp? Tell me, baby, if you 'bout that life right now I hope it ain't tall, no Tell her be free, baby, spread your wings Got your legs in the

You ain't gotta go home tonight You can stay right here with me (I ain't goin' nowhere when you wake up I'm gonna be right there) Don't you worry bout a thing (I ain't worried about shit) You're here with me (Look its like I love my wife We going

There ain't no last call, I'm havin' a ball with Hank, Haggard and Jones No, I ain't alone, I feel right at home with my ghosts on the stereo The records are spinnin' and the speakers are smokin' And everybody tonight is feelin' alright, with some jack

And this type of love isn't rational, it's physical Mama please don't cry, I will be alright All reason aside I just can't deny, I love the guy And even I know this ain't smart But mama I'm in love with a criminal He is a hustler, he's no good at all He

I don't want to hear about it later I don't want to, baby I don't want to I want a run for my money, that's all You can try me at home, if it feels all right But I ain't home at night Ain't got no money, got no house on the hill Tell me, honey, will your

You heard it, you want it, you got it, it's crazy You play it, you bump it, you know it, it's crazy Hate if you wanna, that don't phase me I ain't going nowhere right now It's the fo' pound bandit The coke hand to hand, and he Detroit bredded Goddanmit O

Tell me why you ain’t been callin’ Tell me why you waste my time Tell me why you won’t just tell me it’s alright (stop the show) No reason no warning Oh your words weren't deep Yeah I feel like a fool, I'm yours to keep Don't you think I need the truth?