Let me make it up, make it up, make it up, make it up to you However, whenever, whatever you want me to I wish I could be that tender, stable girl Get all that weight off your back? Oh, oh That I put there, that I put there That you want, but I'm not And

I wanna be... Can it be I stayed away too long? Did I leave your mind when I was gone? It's not my thing trying get back But this time let me tell you where I'm at I wanna, wanna be where you are, oh oh I wanna wanna be where you are, oh oh

Take me back to you, ooh, Montana Couldn't get any better, huh You and I here together, huh Love kicked in and hit us, huh Let your body tingle, uh Take a light, do you like that? 'Cause it likes you back Likes you back, likes you back, likes you back

Yeah, heel, toe, docie do Come on baby, let's go boot scootin' Oh Cadillac, Blackjack, baby meet me out back We're gonna boogie Oh, get down, turn around, go to town Boot scootin' boogie Out in the country Past the city limits sign Well there's a honky

Boot scootin' boogie Oh, get down, turn around, go to town Yeah heel toe do si do Come on baby let's go boot scootin' Oh cadillac blackjack baby meet me out back We're gonna boogie Out in the country Past the city limits sign Well there's a honky tonk

The world won't get no better if we just let it be The world won't get no better we gotta change it yeah, just you and me Wake up everybody Wake up everybody no more sleepin' in bed No more backward thinkin' time for thinkin' ahead The world has changed

Easier said than done I won't let you forget me I still see your shadows in my room Can't take back the love that I gave you It's to the point where I love and I hate you And I cannot change you so I must replace you (oh) I thought you were the one

Give me a ticket for an airplane My baby she wrote me a letter Oh ,the lonely days are gone I'll be right home She wrote me a letter Said she couldn't live with out me no more Listen to me mister I gotta get back to My baby once more

Oh, Saturday Sun I met someone Ba-ba, ba-ba Ba-ba, ba-b-ba-ba Out on the West Coast I gotta get back, I can't let this go Don't care what it costs No ray of sunlight's ever lost I've been undone

I think you're crazy, maybe I will see you in the next life Red wine and sleeping pills Help me get back to your arms Cheap sex and sad films Help me get where I belong Stop sending letters Letters always get burned It's not like the movies They fed us