Well there's a bridge and there's a river that I still must cross As I'm going on my journey Oh, I might be lost And there's a road I have to follow, a place I have to go Well no-one told me just how to get there But when I get there I'll know Cause I'm

Keep the weed next to the bed And light the wall, check for lead Dim the lights a little lower Hide your back or shrug your shoulders Give the gift, then fix your hair You have to get this turtleneck Oh no, this is so embarrassing Oh, the pissing fits

Now we're listenin' to old Alabama A little dixieland delight and it feels so right Oh, play me some old Alabama She'd rather wear a pair of cut-off jeans Than a fancy evening dress And with her windows rolled down And her hair all blown around She's a

Loosen up and lose your mind You never know what you could find on the other side Oh oh, I'm dreaming up a world with you Oh oh, and all the things that we could do A hundred thousand butterflies Floating in the orange skies above my head All of the

Now we're livin' on love Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh (hey) Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh (hey) What can I do? Let's toast the one's who got away Three cheers for what we didn't say Well, if it matters Here's some flowers

No house on a hill full of life's finer things And I'll tell you right now there's a whole lot that I just can't do So girl, I can't buy you a big diamond ring Oh, but baby, don't think I can't love you I learned the hard way real early in life That

Can you love me again? I need to know now, know now Now I’m rising from the ground Rising up to you Filled with all the strength I found There's nothing I can’t do! I told you once again, Do this again, do this again oh no Know I’ve done wrong,

Ooh, I'm not ready My head in the sand sometimes It's not the right way to go Yes, it's easier to bury But I pray for the ground to swallow me whole Ooh, I’m not ready Show me distraction Even for just one night 'Cause it's easier to bury

Christmas bells are ringing Follow, follow Honest living, honest living And it's beginning to snow Twenty five Twenty four Twenty three No room at the Holiday Inn, Oh no

Know you're wonderin' why I've been callin' Know we didn't end this so good But you know we had something so good Can we still be friends? (Oh-oh) Doesn't have to end Can we be friends? So I'm wondering, can we still be friends? (Oh-oh) And if it ends,