Darker times They’re telling boulder heavy lies Looks like all we’ve got is each other The truth is obsolete Remember when all I had was my mother She didn’t compromise She could recognize Our daughters and our sons Are just candles in the sun

Shoot 'em down, Shoot 'em down, Shoot 'em down, She looks so fine Like champagne or wine No one ever gets her Oh ain't she cool Plays us for fools If we want to let her Across the room she sees some buffoon Blown away by her style

Dude looks like a lady (Baby let me follow you down) Cruised into a bar on the shore Her picture graced the grime on the door She's a long lost love at first bite Baby, maybe you're wrong But you know it's all right, that's right Back stage we're having

To my mind, she's my kind of girl. That face just knocks me off my feet, She's really sweet enough to eat. She looks like an angel looks, And my mind in a kind of whirl, She walks like an angel walks, She talks like an angel talks, And her hair has a

And she only looks like you In a certain kind of light When she holds her head just right In a long time My new lover, sweet and kind The kind of lover that one rarely finds And I'm happy for the first time, in a long time Came along and opened up the

She used to be mine Oh she used to be mine She looks so good movin' cross the dance floor Better than the day she left me Arm in arm with somebody new Holdin' hands and laughin' like we used to I got my best smile on but it's no disguise It don't hide

It's like every time Like any time of day In every single way Girl when she gets her way (way, way, way) That's just how she ball That's just how she hustles No clue how she does it (I'll still say) This bitch looks like Lindsay Lohan She gets down just

All I know is everybody loves me Feels just like I don't try Looks so good I might die Swaying to my own sound Flashes in my face now And you don't have to make a sound

But she looks just like you I happened to see her the sight of her leaves me confused She may not be you She may not be you I happened to notice a girl, in a light shade of blue Maxine, she looks just like you Maxine, Maxine, Maxine, Maxine You should've

I like doin' what she likes Doin' what she likes She likes hearin' how good she looks in them blue jeans Little kisses, sweeter than sweet tea Things I whispered in her ear, oh my Like running my fingers through her long hair Lightin' watermelon candles