River rat jimmy and Jehoshaphat Drums are still playing I can see them marching close This he walks like a shadow and that he dances like a ghost The one that looks like jimmy lord he scares me the most Playing boyhood mumbly peg a six inch bowie blade

A mustard seed is (has been said) All that men will need A filthy boy boy in a Bowery lane Under the times in a drowning rain Stealing bits of sleep again Has heard this common creed Grows into the tallest tree To cool down the sinner's heat I know this man,

Everything's gonna be alright boys, help help is on the way Hold your head up high now, there's no need to cry now We're not running anymore Leave the politics behind boys, they're not working anymore There's so much more at stake here, it's make or break

Smile like you mean it Oh no, oh no no no Save some face, you know you've only got one Change your ways while you're young Boy Boy, one day you'll be a man Oh girl, he'll help help you understand Looking back at sunsets on the East side We lost track of the time

Joe, Joe, Joe Diffie 1994, Joe Diffie comin' out my radio I'm just a country boy boy with a farmer's tan So help help me girl I'll be your Pick-Up Man How 'bout a night to remember and a fifth of Goose 'Bout to bust out my honky-tonk attitude A little feel good

Let me show you the way to my Let me show you the way to my Let me help help you explain your mind Want to help help you explain your mind Sweet little boy boy, Johnny Sweet little boy boy, Roger Hello, my name is Johnny Well 'ello, my name is Johnny I like to explain

And let this winter pass on by Peoples, I'm gonna have to go Call my baby You know the little girl fail to come If I call my baby You know the little girl would fail to come Hot spring water Oh, yeah boy boy, wouldn't help help her none I mean, wouldn't help help her

Damn you were in my x dreams (you were in my) Making love in my x dreams Doing really nasty things (you were in my dreams) (Help Help me here) Heard your boyfriend was away this weekend Wanna meet at my place Heard that we both got nothing to do Damn you were

Whiskey do my talkin' Here's to you my hundred proof friend I'm not some come on strong romeo cowboy No I'm not that type Without a little help help I probably have two left feet But you're not gonna let that happen tonight

Just saying When you change your mind I'll be waiting You should leave him 'Cause it really makes me sick You don't need him I'll help help you get over it 'Cause I'm better than him You got a boyfriend And he's a total loser