We don't fight fair Don't pretend you ever forgot about me With smiles on our faces We're dropped and well concealed In secret places (We don't fight fair) We do it in the dark Wouldn't you rather be a widow than a divorcee? Style your wake for fashion

It's fun to stay at the YMCA They have everything for you men to enjoy You can do what about you feel You can hang out with all the boys Young man, there's no need to feel down I said, young man, pick yourself off the ground I said, young man, 'cause

Tonight's the night I'm dressing up for you. Pick a part, you dream it up. Oh boy, tell me your fantasy, Tonight I'm gonna come alive, Make you forget about your 9 to 5, Are you ready for your blood to rise? Saucer of milk, table for 2 You wanna pet my

Forget what your father says I'm throwing stones at your windowpane 'Cause a boy like me and a girl like you Got no degrees and a lot to prove Says that you're wrong for me You're confused about me All the rumours getting through Is it a bad time to tell

How about you? When a girl meets boy Life can be a joy But the note they end on Will depend on Little pleasures they will share So let us compare I like New York in June, how about you? I like a Gershwin tune, how about you?

I'm talking to my own reflection Boy, I ain't talkin' about you, I'm talking to my own reflection Mirror, mirror on the wall Think I'm in love, 'cause you so sexy Boy, I ain't talking 'bout you, I'm talking to my own reflection Ooh ooh ooh ooh It ain't

I thought you and me were something special Thought you thought that way too Now I know that this old boy just ain't the Best you'll think you'll ever do It ain't cool to be crazy about you It ain't suave or debonair To let you know I care

When, my, time comes around Lay me gently in the cold dark earth No grave can hold my body down I'll crawl home to her Boys workin' on empty Is that the kinda way to face the burning heat? I just think about my baby I'm so full of love I could barely eat

You've talking about your woman, I wish to God, man, that you could see You're talking about your woman, I wish to God that you could see mine Every time the little girl start to loving, she bring eyesight to the blind Lord, her daddy must been a

'Cause we don't need Another pretty boy, singing pretty songs We country boys, doing country outlaw We need another Haggard, or Johnny Cash Somebody chewing tobacco, and whipping ass I need a preacher, I need a savior How about y'all? Can I get an