Baby, got a bird Honey got a bird, will sing Got a bird, wanna whistle Sure don't mean a natural thing Baby, for I call Honey, for I call your name Baby, you're my hard luck Without Corinna, sure don't mean

Baby, now you know your natural man done come EZ Rider, oh, you EZ Rider Baby, don't you see what you done, done You done gone and left me, while I lay sleepin' I'm going to the country, yes, I'm goin' to the country Yes, I'm goin' to stay there for a

Cunts watch their bodies, no room for make up I think he's tasted, tasted the watcher Aha Aha shake taper jean girl with a motel face Aha Aha shake bury your eyes in a secret place Aha Aha shake black as night on a Sunday Heartbreak knockin' 'em down like the

Once I was seven years old Go make yourself some friends or you'll be lonely Once I was twenty years old, my story got told Once I was twenty years old Soon I'll be sixty years old, will I think the world is cold Or will I have a lot of children who can

I take the world by storm (storm, storm, storm) I wanna tear down boundaries I wanna greet my enemies I wanna see what I haven't seen 'Cause I know there's more I've always dreamed of travel Why should we die where we were born? (born) Some road are laid

I ain't never seen no whiskey, the blues made me sloppy drunk I went upstairs to pack my leavin' trunk I ain't see no blues, whiskey made me sloppy drunk I'm going back to Memphis babe, where I'll have much better luck Look out Mama you know you asked me

Let love keep us lifting, my dear Life is a honeymoon, we're gonna live it Serve the cervesa 'cause we wanna sip it Not missing a moment we're given 'Cause life is a honeymoon, we're gonna live it Turn up a summer tune, we're gonna kick it Get it

Far away, far away Into a broken paradise surrounded by the colored lights On and on she moves Into a paradise without day and without night In the place with marmalade skies And all alone she moves In the land where the sun will never rise Carry on,

I'm the queen of Kansas City, no thanks Omaha, thanks a lot I'm the number one attraction in every supermarket parking lot Kansas City Star, that's what I are Got a letter just this morning, it was postmarked Omaha It was typed and neatly written,

I'm gettin' up soon in the mornin' I'm gonna write a letter, telephone every town I know Wants every downtown man she meets I believe, I believe my time ain't long I believe I'll Dust my broom I believe I'll dust my broom I quit the best girl I'm lovin'