My people back home This is for my people back home We're lighting one up, feel the love We wouldn't be here without ya Mix it strong, pour it out no doubt We're always thinking about ya Ain't gonna let you down Just wanna make you proud

But I ain't got no one sleepin' with me Maybe I love you Maybe I'm just kind of bored It is what it is And you ain't got nowhere that you need to be I think were thinking to hard To put on your shoes and get in your car

Wishin' you were there alone Wonderin' how I ever got your little hand in mine Lookin' over at ya like "ain't she beautiful?" I'm invisible but I stand right there and smile You're right beside me, oh and I see the same thing they're seein' I'm just the

'Cause I got what you need, so come with me and take the ride It'll take you to the other side I don't need to see the other side So if you do like I do So if you do like me We're going to the other side Right here, right now I put the offer out I don't

Yeah, all you need to do tonight is tip it back Grab a long-neck if you're with me Come on now, holler hell yeah 'Cause tonight we're here to party And don't worry about anything except what's in your glass Whether it's a cold beer, tequila, or a double

'Cause we got all night Why don't you stay Why don't we go there? Let's take a ride Out in the cold air I know the way, why don't you go there with me? And we're going nowhere I know you want, know you wanna take it slow Think about all the places we

But I ain't got no one sleepin' with me Maybe I love you Maybe I'm just kind of bored It is what it is And you ain't got nowhere that you need to be I think were thinking to hard To put on your shoes and get in your car

Well now he's back in the atmosphere One without a permanent scar and did you miss me while you were Looking for yourself out there Did you finally get the chance to dance Along in the light of day yeah Can you imagine no love, pride, deep-fried chicken

We're class! You're not! Let's kill some squids and make them rot With pirate powered murder skills The future's where we get our thrills A shot to the heart with a flintlock gun And mash their brains with a bottle of rum I come to you from another time

With my sweet love gone, with my sweet love gone You were young, but your eyes were younger still When you found me there And you rode down the street watch me work Building tables and chairs You wore white, we were married in July In a church on a hill