Give me somethin' to ride to And forget about life to The kind you wanna get high to Lay back in the night to Yeah used to be dance songs Slow jams and romance songs But now that she's gone and the radio's on Yeah I just want one that don't sing about

Where are you going, we should be growing now Where are we going, why are we slowing down Smoke to it nigga, smoke to it nigga Where are we going, we should be slowing down That’s what she said to me That place I used to call home is just a bed to me We

Give me somethin' to ride to And forget about life to The kind you wanna get high to Lay back in the night to Yeah used to be dance songs Slow jams and romance songs But now that she's gone and the radio's on Yeah I just want one that don't sing about

She got the best of me She broke my heart Now all that's left of me Is beating in this guitar Every night, a different town She follows me around So you get what's left of me Yeah, you get what's left of me 'Cause she got the best of me

That may be all I need In darkness, she is all I see Come and rest your bones with me Driving slow on Sunday morning But things just get so crazy, living life gets hard to do That someday it would lead me back to you And I never want to leave Sunday

You are so tantalizing you just can't be true Rebecca don't allow me fool around with you Beautiful Delilah, sweet as apple pie Always gets a second look from fellas passin' by Every time you see her she's with a different guy Beautiful Delilah, that's

She get me high She get me low She got the key to this old bronco No matter how she moving It's all the same thrill On top of my Yeti On an old boat dock Standing in the river on an old flint rock In her bare feet, or in her high heels

Don't you know, baby? Does it ever cross your mind? Only fools stick around when the love is all gone There you go Getting so overly comfortable, baby Like oh no, she wants to be in somebody else's photos On the low-low Only fools stick around when the

She's the woman A little low on cash But I'm high on luck I wanna be your knight In shining pick-up truck With a Chevy for my summer home Let's get the party started It's looking like the city towed My other apartment

I know the streets will shed tears for me (They love me, dawg) When the cold wind blows in the heart of the city and I'm gone When my story is over and my song is done All I get is mother fuckin' love in these streets To most of these tricks I'm a mother