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

Down to the bone “There’s a sadness in your playing,” she said “That penetrates my bones Something in your intonation, something in your tone My name for you is Sad Trombone Yes, my name for you is Sad Trombone.” Now when the light goes out and the music

I am your family tree I know your A to Z This is a secret proposition lay your hands on me I see your hands are shaking but My heart is breaking me down Not gonna talk about darlin', its so neighborly I tell you now that I don't understand Why everybody

Come Mr. DJ won't you turn the music up Come Mr. DJ song pon de replay All the gyal pon the dance floor wantin' some more Please Mr. DJ Tell me if you hear me Everybody get down if you feel me It goes one by one even two by two Come run, run, run, run

I wanna thank the band, whoever they Were for playing our song And all the stars up there for getting in line And shining down on That boardwalk you and I strolled down Light's dancing on the water from the merry-go-round We made a lot of memories, ain't

Kick it back, find a good song on the radio, 'Til we get lost in a sunset falling Lay a blanket by the creek Where the moon peeks over that sycamore tree No one watching Now there ain't nothing wrong, baby, you and I Gettin' down to some up all night And

Your time is gonna come Lyin' cheatin' hurtin that's all you seem to do Messin' around with every guy in town Puttin' me down for thinkin' of someone new Always the same playin' your game Drive me insane trouble is gonna come to you One of these

Love's got you goin' It's turnin' you upside down You play the game, it's so insane Love's got you spinnin' all around, baby Yeah, yeah, yeah Called lost and found Oh, oh, round and round Like lost and found Tryin' to figure out just where you are

Do you cry sometimes? And your papa's kinda mean You can stop playing that shit out on me Chasing down a wild fire Are you trying to make a cold liar out of me? You wanna get high? You overcome those desires before you come to me I think your mama's

Time's a wastin' now And I ain't got no more time to play Everything is changin' now Pretty soon it's all gone away Can we make the changes now You know there's no other way Now's the time, the time is now It's not the why, it's just the how Have you