In the dark In the dark, it's just you and I There's not a sound and there's not one sigh Just the beat of my poor heart Now, in the dark I get such a thrill Well, well, when he places his fingertips upon my lips And he begs me, "Please be still In the

Out here way back, working on our laid back Tell everyone you know Sip it, tip it, pass it around Let's light up this two lane town Got our headlights circled, Chevrolet Saturday night at a river bank Silver bullets popping, got my speakers rocking A

None in a my league And them say them a lead Them too slow them a invalid Man full a step like a centipede Them a hype with a little bit a money and weed None reach no way Zoom high a the cloud him a float pon First class to the world me no coach man

Recognize my life Ridicule my fight Give me fuel for the fire burning when I yearn these lights In the midst of the hieroglyphs my fingertips start to write Get familiar with Cartwright Cause I want that shot, I'm a raging bull when the needle drops For

Tip, tip, tip, tip I got some money to spend Stop it, stop it, stop it, stop it Time to stop it, stop it, stop it, stop it Man got the habit, money poking out the bag I might hop out on it now, for my city brought it back Bad bitches bust it down, always

Uno, due, tre, quattro Chiama il contatto (brr) Trappando come Pablo, Pablo (brr) Porta la tua tipa al tablo (huh), tablo (huh) Mi conosci sono el diablo (uh), el diablo (uh) No, io con te no hablo (yah yah), no hablo (yah yah yah yah) E lei vuole un

But in my mind were somewhere in my car And it's raining hard on the streetlight glow You got your lips on mine, its gasoline on fire I never will forget, you grabbed my shirt and pulled it over my head And your fingertips slide up and down my back

I only dream of you Sing for absolution I will be singing Falling from your grace Lips are turning blue A kiss that can't renew My beautiful Tiptoe to your room A starlight in the gloom

Jack in my coke’s got me dizzy dizzy Radio rockin' with maybe Freddy daddy Oh oh it’s the Saturday night She shake it so sweet you got me on a sugar high And I don’t know if it’s you or the whiskey That’s got me feeling all tipsy tipsy I can feel myself

Baby, I want you to cave me in I want it, I do (Girl, cave me in, I won't say it again, I want you) God bless those Northern lights And our own devices, babe Entropy multiplies 'Cause in the back of my mind In the back of my hemisphere So maybe I won't