Hangin' out the passenger side of his best friend's ride Trying to holla at me A scrub is a guy that can't get no love from me I don't want no scrub No, I don't want no scrub Oh yes son, I'm talking to you So no, I don't want your number No, I don't want

Bigger houses, faster cars yes Friday nights and whiskey friends Tell her second chance's a second wind Just one more candle then you tell yourself Twenty something Twenty something, buying coffee you can't afford Making love is keeping score You're

Try too hard With green eyes And long blond hair Do you want to Come to a party? My friends picked me up In their truck at 11:30

Push me to the edge All my friends are dead I don't really care if you cry Should've saw the way she looked me in my eyes She said baby I am not afraid to, die On the real, you should've never lied All my friends are dead (yeah) You alright I'm alright

While riding on a train goin' west I fell asleep for to take my rest I dreamed a dream that made me sad Concerning myself and the first few friends I had With half-damp eyes I stared to the room Where my friends and I'd spent many an afternoon Where we

We'll show you the world and we'll teach you a trade It's not a job, it's an adventure, oh yes sir, I got that Ah, but you never told me I'd get my ass shot at Oh, you'll meet lots of new friends and you're sure to get paid You never told me I'd get my

I'm a crazy ex-girlfriend It took me five bars, saw thirty license plates I saw her Mustang and my eyes filled up with rage I brought my pistol, but I ain't some kinda fool So I walked right in, barehanded; she was on his arm while he was playing pool

Do you love me do you want to be my friend And if you do Well then don't be afraid to take me by the hand If you want to I think this is how love goes Check yes or no It started way back in third grade I used to sit beside Emmylou Hayes A pink dress, a

Bigger houses, faster cars yes Friday nights and whiskey friends Tell her second chance's a second wind Just one more candle then you tell yourself Twenty something Twenty something, buying coffee you can't afford Making love is keeping score You're

Come on now, honey In between the sheets? Don't you want to live with me? I got nasty habits, I take tea at three Yes, and the meat I eat for dinner Must be hung up for a week My best friend, he shoots water rats And feeds them to his geese Don'cha think