'Do it slow' I don't know Alabama's gotten me so upset Tennessee made me lose my rest And everybody knows about Mississippi goddam But that's just the trouble The name of this tune is Mississippi goddam And I mean every word of it Can't you see it

Oh, the trouble with love Everybody knows it's the best kind, too It'll get you in deep, yeah, it always does Oh, but the trouble's gonna find you Oh, but I got no trouble with love Oh, and that's the trouble with love The trouble with time is that you

Get your party right, it's a Friday night Lime on the rim of that dixie silver Smokin' up a faded out 4x4 I brought the songs and you brought the party Only one way to do it up right Everybody goes where eveybody knows That anything goes on a Friday

That's all over now Got my little red party dress on Get a little bit of Bourbon in 'ya Get a little bit suburban Because you're young, you're wild, you're free You're dancing circles around me You're fucking crazy Everybody knows that I'm the best

Smokin' in the boys' room 'Cause everybody knows that smokin' ain't allowed in school Man, teacher don't you fill me up with your rules I tell you, I was smokin' in the boys' room Whoo, did you ever seem to have one of those days When everyone's on your

She loves when everybody's watching She knows the way her body moves She loves the way they all crawl back when she says That she loves nobody else but you She's on the loose She's coming, she's coming (she's on the loose) She's coming, she's coming for

She is my everything She goes everywhere Kisses that come all the way from China Kinda remind her of memories of Spain If I get lost, you can always find her Standing right beside me in the rain She knows everybody From her sun tanned shoulders Down to

All hail all hail I'm the man and I'm the man And everybody out there knows That I'm the baddest I'm the baddest of them all I'm the man and I'm the man and everybody out there knows That I'm the baddist I'm the baddist of them all All hail undead! From

Hands held higher We'll be on fire Does it bother anyone else Down in the forest We'll sing a chorus Singing songs that nobody wrote That someone else has your name? One that everybody knows I scream, you scream, we all scream

'Do it slow' I don't know Alabama's gotten me so upset Tennessee made me lose my rest And everybody knows about Mississippi goddam But that's just the trouble The name of this tune is Mississippi goddam And I mean every word of it Can't you see it