The thrill is gone The thrill is gone away The thrill is gone baby I'm free from your spell You know you done me wrong baby And you'll be sorry someday It's gone away from me The thrill is gone away from me Although I'll still live on

Through the trees comes autumn with her serenade. Melodies the sweetest music ever played. Autumn kisses we knew are beautiful souvenirs. As I pause to recall the leaves seem to fall like tears. Silver stars were clinging to an autumn sky. Love was ours

I'm gonna rock your body Take it down slow Gonna rock your body Don't you know? Don't they know? Rock your body The only thing I want is a taste of your heart

Uh huh, uh huh To feel a new touch, to smell a new scent To learn a new love, the kiss of new lips To build a new trust you know that's hard to find with people now a days I'd say that I'm so glad to find a new valentine To start all this all over

I'm glad there is you Said I many times, love is illusion A feeling result of confusion With knowing smile and blase sigh A cynical so and so, am I I feel so sure, so positive So utterly unchangeably certain Though I never was aware of loving you 'Til I

I'm sitting by a bonfire watching her swaying Me and my buddies and the guitar playing Sipping on forties on a Saturday night Buzzing through a chorus of Dixieland Delight Back through my mind like smoke She was smoking hot, a whiskey shot, a cherry Coke

My ego, is big as Heathrow Yup this a lethal, easy as a free throw Yes this negro, is rather lethal You about as lethal, as a mojito Be my amigo, eat my burrito You a fuckin' seagull, up in Francisco I'm up in a Regal, still in my pea coat Murder's what

No mercy for you now that we are outlawed! Welcome to the party, let's make a toast to booze, blunts, bitches, and new Beginnings, It's a whole new chapter, let's go balls to the wall, 'Cause when you're outlawed nothing even matters at all! No mercy for

High of something, high of something If you got drugs in this motherfucker Let me see your hands in the air Narcotics in the club and the ladies love us So let's get high off something 'til your mothafucking brain don't function I'm in this mothafucker

In my Chevrolet My box Chevrolet Got that Glock laid in my lap In case you want to play Let's go get you all cleaned up And ride around all day I'm out the gate like a race horse, made in the A of course That's A for Alabama, I'll be damned if I say