Lay it on to the dawn Everything we done is wrong I'll be lonesome when I'm gone I was born in this hotel Washin' dishes in the sink Magazines and free soda Tryin' hard not to think She can talk to squirrels...oh, ho yeah Comin' back from the

Runnin' wild and solo Just as fast as thing goes, boy Give me some more She's She's my little rock star, man she knows it She's She's shooting whiskey singing 'Sweet Child of Mine', now She ain't into wine and dinin' Ridin' 95 sittin' shot gun pretty Turnin' this

Up all night and we were feelin' so good Yeah, we got a little higher than we probably should We were in a hotel singin' in the hallway lights We were strikin' the matches right down to the ashes Setting the world on fire, setting the world on fire World

So how about a shotgun wedding? What about your dignity? What about a different setting? What about me? All your daddy's wishes honored, all of that security What about a shotgun wedding? What about me? Ten years out of high school, still no idea what to

Panama, Panama Hot Hot shoe, burnin' down the avenue Don't you know she's she's coming home with me? I'll get her! Jump back, what's that sound Here she comes, full blast and top down Model citizen zero discipline You'l lose her in the turn Ain't nothin' like it,

I'm so so hot for her and she's she's so cold I'm so so hot for her, I'm so so hot for her I'm the burning bush, I'm the burning fire I'm the bleeding volcano She's She's so cold she's she's so cold She's She's so cold, she's she's so cold I dare not touch her my hand just froze I'm so so hot

I fought the law and the law won I fought the law and the I left my baby and it feels so so bad Guess my race is run She's She's the best girl that I ever had Breakin' rocks in the hot hot sun I needed money 'cause I had none Robbin' people with a six-gun I lost my

(Don't shoot shotgun) You got me bitin' my lip You're shootin' straight from the hip Run for cover, she's she's so dangerous Undercover, she's she's so shameless Run, run for cover Don't shoot, shoot She's She's so dangerous (shotgun, gun) Maybe I'm wrong, maybe I'm right

Guantanamera She's She's oh! So hot hot! ¡Guajira Guantanamera! Guajira Guantanamera Papi tú sabes que yo estoy loco Mami please, deja ese orgullo

But she don't ever think about me Aw no no, no no no She's She's so thotful Thotful as she can be But she gives nothing back to me She's She's so thotful, yeah yeah La la la la la la la La la la la la la li She's She's like a medicine to a sick mind