Yeah she's gone, yeah she's gone, my baby's gone Oh, oh, my baby's gone (yeah she's gone, yeah she's gone, yeah she's gone) Another sunrise in an empty bed Tracin' these lines where she laid her head I'm a mess, my baby's gone Grab a dirty shit with a

And I rule my den Well, I'm the crawlin' king snake Yeah, don't mess 'round with my mate Gonna use her for myself Come on, crawl I'm the crawlin' king snake Caught me crawlin', baby, window Grass is very high Keep on crawlin' 'til the day I die

I been messin' around (I been, I been) I'm ready, girl, are you ready? I heard it from a friend who heard it from a friend who I'm hoping that your friend, too, told you about me, too 'Cause I'mma tell you straight up, I been messin' around Yeah, I been

But darling I'm a mess without your love Yeah I'll try to make our hearts beat in time, Even though your rhythm might not be with mine Heaven knows I'm trying, I'm trying to get by This might be wrong, but he's all I know He's all I know And most times I

We got married in a fever, hotter than a pepper sprout We've been talkin' 'bout Jackson, ever since the fire went out I'm goin' to Jackson, I'm gonna mess around Yeah, I'm goin' to Jackson Look out Jackson town Well, go on down to Jackson; go ahead and

Yeah, my baby knows that I deliver That's exactly what I'm gon' do, do I know you got the message, I deliver He know, he know this He know, he knows this He know what's coming when I come through I never hit or miss, he know I always come through

Yeah, it's a good, good, good to be alive It's a crazy, perfect, messed up, beautiful ride This world could throw me anything with you by my side Gonna find us a couple of glasses Gonna pour us a bottle of wine There ain't no better way to get this Long

And I rule my den Well, I'm the Crawlin' King Snake Yeah, don't mess 'round with my mate Gonna use her for myself C'mon crawl I'm the Crawlin' King Snake Caught me crawlin', baby, window Grass is very high Keep on crawlin' till the day I die

I can be messy I can be messy, yeah, I admit it Oh, no changin' Oh, no changin' I can be cruel sometimes, outta my mind Insecure and out the door I can be hard to handle Dance around the house with nothin' but the radio on I can get crazy, yeah, I admit

A little homegrown No I can't forget how she tastes on my lips She's as good as it gets I like a little bit of homegrown She gets me stoned Oh in her short dress yeah I'm a mess I like to get her all alone She really turns me on Yeah in her bare feet