Let's talk it over one more time Oh, now, now Oh, come back, baby, yeah, yeah Oh, come back, baby Oh, mama, please, don't go, yeah 'Cause the way I love you Child, you'll never know Well, I admit, baby That I was wrong

I’m in it for the long haul I know it ain't easy 'Cause I'm the kind of man that makes it hard to love I just wanna believe that all this runnin’ Could lead to all this comin’ back around I'm in it for the long haul Let’s pick up the pieces

I'd like to walk you through a field of wildflowers And I'd like to check you for ticks 'Cause I'd like to see you out in the moonlight I'd like to kiss you way back in the sticks Every time you take a sip In this smoky atmosphere You press that bottle

You were flyin to high for my little ol' sky I said move on, I said move on, I said move on, I said move on That big eight-wheeler runnin' down the track Means your true lovin' daddy ain't acomin' back Cause he's movin on, he's rollin on So I'm movin' on

Sensual seduction I'm gonna take my time She gon' get hers before I I'm gonna take it slow I'm not gonna rush the stroll Is play in the sheets, sheets, sheets And go back to sleep, sleep, sleep 'Cause we done got a So she can get a sensual seduction

Hit it hard from the back Roll around on the front I know you've heard a lot of tracks But 12 Play is what you want Just let me call the studio Then we can go all night Girl I hope you can hang Cause I'm horny as hell tonight

I'm all over it now No I won't come back And I can't say how glad I am about that 'Cause I worked and I cursed and I cried Hello innocence Though it seems like we've been friends for years I'm finishing How I wish I had never begun

Broken summer, broken summer To us, back to us Pulling on my sweatshirt, looking at your picture 'Cause that broken summer's hanging over me Drowning in the sunshine, and I spend a long time Thinking, girl, you got the best of me Hopping on a flight,

This is my blues 'Cause I'm back down on my own again This is the blues I'm playing Yes it's the final thing When the nights is cold and lonely Was it the money that made me a savage? Poppin' them percs and I made it a habit Totin' them pictures and

I won't look back Cause by the time that I do you'll be gone I won't have words By the time that I do you'll be gone I won't wake up To the sound of your feet Walking down the hall Like a soft heartbeat I won't wake up On a past so long On the things