It's a bring your own booze contribution We got beer and good old boys, good old girls Gettin' backwards in a backwoods world Sunday morning we'll have a get-right reunion Oh, but tonight it's on, pass the jar around around Get so far gone we come unwound We

I know I thought I can’t let go Well it’s over He won’t take me back back when I come around around Says he’s sorry then he puts me out I got a big chain around around my neck And I’m broken down like a train wreck Can’t let go You told me baby one more time Won’t make me

Wish I was there with you now Everything comes back back to you And I want to tell you everything The words I never got to say the first time around around And I remember everything From when we were the children playing in this fairground Drive highways and byways

Imaginations from the other side Far out of nowhere It got back back to my mind Out of the dark Back Back to the light Then I'll break down The walls around around my heart Where are these silent faces I took them all

Hello, can you hear me now? This is your heart begging you, turn, turn back back around I keep running, running, running running from your love And I keep running, running from you There's a voice in my head telling me to stay If I take one more step, I'll

Drowning in your frozen waters I remember your taste You're the life I gave away Failure wrapped around around my neck You're the ghost that held me back back Now I am letting go Drowning myself in the frozen waters I feel the words escaping They break from my

Kick 'em when they're up Kick 'em when they're down Kick 'em all around around Give us dirty laundry I make my living off the evening news Just give me something, something I can use People love it when you lose They love dirty laundry Well, I could've been an

Dámelo papi chulo Baby, back back back back back back it up Oh, my gosh oh, my gah I love it when you drop it down You turn around around and make it bounce Boom boom, mami mami mami Ain't nothing fake on you You so so real (so real)

Check it, I used to be the goofy man you hounded The Special Ed kid at lunchtime the bitches wouldn't stand around around with I would jack off so much back back at my parents' house And now my dick has a permanent imprint of my hand around around it Life was lame, I had

Nightswimming deserves a quiet night The photograph on the dashboard, taken years ago Turned around around backwards so the windshield shows Every streetlight reveals the picture in reverse Still, it's so much clearer I forgot my shirt at the water's edge The