Oh my God, I changed You can't say nothin', you can't say nothin' You end up everywhere you say you wasn't Is that your boyfriend? Why you say that's your cousin? I don't do handshakes, that shit disgusts me Oh my God, they still on the same I changed, I

And I ain't gonna stand for it baby I ain't gonna stand for it baby Nah-ah (nah-ah) Nah-ah (nah-ah nah-ah) nah-ah (nah-ah nah-ah) Oh, oh, my, my, my, my, my, my Don't wanna believe what they're telling me Somebody's been pickin' in my cherry tree Don't

Lovely girl won't you stay, won't you stay, stay with me All my life I was blind, I was blind, now I see And oh my my, oh hey hey Oh my my oh hey hey Fleet of black, fleet of black limousines Ah tinted machines, here comes the cavalcade With the armored

Hey, look at lucky me Lady luck shows my love me Oh, when she blessed me with your loving charms I've found my place in the sun With heaven right here in your arms I feel so lucky, so lucky baby Oh, lucky to be loved by you And I wanna thank you, thank

Oh I've got a woman now As she mistakes my name I see the light come around And strange as it seems I'm bursting at the seams Her wallet photos don't turn me on I feel her hand come around And her stone-wash denim jeans are darker than they seemed She

Taken away to the dark side I wanna be your left hand man I love you when you're singing that song and I got a lump in my throat because You're gonna sing the words wrong Lady, running down to the riptide Oh, and they come unstuck Oh lady, running down

My lil' baby on thick, thick Girl that ass too fat, so don't quit And now she wanna roll You know I like it like that, don't quit You're doin' good right now, don't quit Put your old jeans on, now they won't fit Another one Oh, I drip her down in gold

I like your style Oh, mamacita Come, let's get more familiar Hey, mamacita Come, let's stay 'til mañana Baby, you're my cup of tea And I really wanna be in your company Yeah, yeah mamacita! Love me, lady, yeah, oh I

Here in Youngstown My sweet Jenny, I'm sinkin' down Here darlin' in Youngstown In Youngstown Here in north east Ohio Back in eighteen-o-three James and Danny Heaton Found the ore that was linin' yellow creek They built a blast furnace

I'm taken back, oh I'm taken back to the dry grass and the shadows There are things that I've seen in my head while I'm sleeping in bed They do not wither in the morning light I'd be pulling spines and barbs and fox tails from your skin Thinking I'd like