Why is it so hard to find someone Who cares about you? Who looks down on you When it's easy enough to find someone Who can keep it together When you've come undone? Every street in this city Is the same to me Everyone's got a place to be

Check check calling patient patient patient number one Make sure that you sign out sign out out when your done Make sure you grab a sucker on the way and out the door And make your next appointment and come back and get some more Head back eyes close

Flesh - the only thing that's worth the sweat Everybody gotta have Flesh - you got me all soakin' wet The day rolls in, the night rolls out Desire rules without a doubt The heart beats fast, you salivate And when you come, it won't be late I guess by

And into the river we'd dive I come from down in the valley Where mister when you're young They bring you up to do like your daddy done Me and Mary we met in high school When she was just seventeen We'd ride out of this valley down to where the fields

Go on, it's over I'll be right here, I'll be right here I'll be here for you When the lights go down, and the stars come out Under stars girl, underwater, when you can't breathe When it's past three in the morning and you can't sleep When your heart

Check it check it check, check check Yo, when it come to sex advice, I'm the one to call If you a virgin with blue balls or you tear down walls Not Dr. Ruth, call me Dr. Knockboot Pimped out hats, rock fashionable suits A class for the youth, Sex Ed for

Come on, come on don't leave me like this I thought I had you figured out Can't breathe whenever you're gone You and I walk a fragile line I have known it all this time Something's gone terribly wrong, you're all I wanted Can't turn back, now I'm haunted

I've been thinking about you baby It don't matter, when you turn Gonna survive, live and learn. By the light of dawn, and in my blues Day and night, I been missing you I've been thinking about you baby, Almost makes me crazy, Come and live with me Either

Why'd you come in here lookin' like that All decked out like a cowgirl's dream In your high heeled boots and your painted-on jeans When you could stop traffic in a gunney sack Why you're almost givin' me a heart attack When you waltz right in here

You better come on Into my kitchen Cause it's going to be raining outdoors You better come on into my kitchen Cause it's sure to be raining outdoors When a woman's in trouble Everybody puts her down She look for her good man Lord he can't be found