Although I search myself, it's always someone else I see I'd just allow a fragment of your life to wander free But losing everything is like the sun going down on me Don't let the sun go down on me I can't light no more of your darkness All my pictures

You're my soul and my heart's inspiration You're all I've got to get me by Baby, you're my soul and my heart's inspiration Girl, I can't let you do this Let you walk away Girl, how can I live through this When you're all I wake up for each day? Without

Pop a top again I just got time for one more round Set 'em up my friends Then I'll be gone Then you can let some other fool sit down I'd like for you to listen to a joke I heard today From a woman who said she was through and calmly walked away I tried

If there's a black hole heading for hell Then maybe count me in? I sold my soul so long ago I've got the white line fever And I never toured for sin The bullet in the chamber with nowhere to go As I breathe, my disease brings me to my knees All you need

Nah nah nah nah nah nah, nah nah nah, hey Jude Hey Jude, don't make it bad Take a sad song and make it better Remember to let her into your heart Then you can start to make it better Hey Jude, don't be afraid You were made to go out and get her The

Hey Jude, don't make it bad Take a sad song and make it better Remember to let her into your heart Then you can start to make it better Hey Jude, don't be afraid You were made to go out and get her The minute you let her under your skin Then you begin to

You know I feel so good Well, I feel so good Feel like ballin' the jack My baby's comin' home You know I feel so good, I I feel so good I hope I always will You know I feel so good, that I I got a letter

Tis the season to be givin' And I've got somethin' just for you Let's take a trip to my cabin We can celebrate A funky Christmas made for 2 (oh) That's all I want All I want for Christmas Is to be loved by someone like you

It ain't me (The Bowery, whiskey neat, grateful, I'm so grateful) Who's gonna walk you through the dark side of the morning? It ain't me It ain't me, no, no I had a dream Who's gonna rock you when the sun won't let you sleep? Who's waking up to drive you

Whiskey do my talkin' Here's to you my hundred proof friend I'm not some come on strong romeo cowboy No I'm not that type Without a little help I probably have two left feet But you're not gonna let that happen tonight