Turn the lights off When your lips touch mine I'm born again If I never get to heaven, hell I've already been Lead me to salvation, girl I'm down on my knees Slide your jeans off And put your hands on me From the crazy batch that made me Put your hands

'Cause I'm the queen of the night The queen of the night Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah I've got the stuff that you want I've got the thing that you need I've got more than enough To make you drop to your knees Don't make no difference if I'm wrong or I'm

Oh, when you're cold I'll be there, hold you tight to me You think I'd leave your side, baby You know me better than that Think I'd leave you down when you're down on your knees I wouldn't do that I'll tell you you're right when you're wrong And if only

Never let your prayin' knees get lazy And love like crazy They've been together fifty-eight years now Be a best friend, tell the truth, and overuse I love you Go to work, do your best, don't outsmart your common sense They called them crazy when they

Runaway runaway runaway from the beast Got a bullet in your back and you're shaking at the knees On the other side of town lives a sabertooth tiger Got a bullet in your back, runaway from the beast His mouth is full of sand and he's dying to meet you His

Fall on your knees, Oh hear the angel voices. Hold me in your arms, Oh holy night, the stars are brightly shining. It is the night of our dear Saviour's birth. Long lay the world in sin and error pining, 'til he appeared and the soul felt its worth. A

Save your sin for someone else Oh, oh, oh, not for me I ain't your mama I ain't your priest I got no time to waste on your saving grace So, get up off your knees please I ain't whiskey in a bottle, I won't let you forget No shot of Novocaine

Could be the end of the world I'd still be laid here on my own wasting my life away Get off your knees Please, you have to help me This is not my true face If you could see my soul As I have seen my soul I could show it to you It's rotten

And we all still die Yeah we all still die What will you leave behind? Oh we all still die You fall through the trees And you pray with your knees on the ground For the things that you need With your lust and your greed weighing down And you weaken your

I'm just a horse on the moor I'm just a horse with no name He means to ride me on, He sees a battle he don't want to face alone I bolt upwards and shake him off my back He falls to his knees, on to a bloody track Well I can't be your horse any more