Hell, that's alright with me I like whiskey and tight denim On good-hearted women And for that I make no apologies Call me country, call me hippie A wildcat from Dixie And if you do or don't like what you see Everybody knows I like whiskey Preferably

I want to talk about me Want to talk about I Want to talk about number one Oh my me my What I think, what I like, what I know, what I want, what I see I like talking about you, you, you, you usually, but occasionally That's right We talk about your work

What we see I can't comprehend Everything that's real And everything unrealized All infinity Starts falling from your eyes We are fluid dreams Vivid memories

That's what we on now! Yeah, so you might see me wit uh.. 87, rusty. I been on that but uh... you need ta get on that. Holler at cha mang. Still throwin' beer cans in the gutter mang, flick a parliament, hub cap ornament. Deer head on the wall it's a

Aiyyo it's the immaculate conception Busta Bus himself And nuttin other than the godfather, spectacular X to the Zizzle That's what the fuck it is, 'nuff said YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! I want to see you motherfuckers put your hands up Stretch bitch like you doin

It's times like this, but time's run out But for now I don't see what's so wrong with pretending It's true I thought you knew. This place reminds me of, A time that's way too old. These thoughts have gathered up the memories unfold. Believe her, it's all

Feel me, kill me, my back's up against the wall Your magic spell doesn't work anymore Kill me, kill me, that's what You've got to face, my friend (my friend) This ain't the end (the end) I'd love to see a different world A place where you can't find me

And the daffodils look lovely today, Ooh, in your eyes I can see the disguise. Holding on, that's what I do since I met you. And it won't be long. Would you notice if I left you? And it's fine for some 'cause you're not the one, You're not the one

Sometimes life seems so unfortunate, That's why I don't give a shit The poor stay poor, the rich get richer, It's just so disproportionate You don't know just what I've gone through, That's why I would rather show you Just how far that I can take it,

Girl you know we got the time Got that pussy on my mind Later on, what are we doing? I know you're ready, show that ass Girl you looking so bad, getting horny watching you do it I wanna see a whole lot of licking, that's a memory (Yeah, bet I make that