Single girl I think that I could be the guy Just what you're missin' baby in your life By your side When the nights get cold And I could be there for you to hold Oh baby ain't it gettin' old? Livin' in this lonely world When you don't have to be single

Get down and dirty I know you heard me (Everybody get down) Yeah, if we only got one night Forget about the world outside Put your hands up real high I'm tasty, delicious, I'm rough around the edges My mind is obsessive, my flex is aggressive Glad I

People like you You live in a dream world You despise the outside And you fear you're the next one It's in your dream There's just one question Should I kill Or should I be left behind Sick and tired

Woke up on the wrong side of the bed And if you see her, just remember She's looking up while you're looking down Turn your whole world around for a kiss And now she walk around town with her head sewn on the wrong way Little miss like to put on blush,

I hope you don't mind That I put down in words And you can tell everybody this is your song How wonderful life is while you're in the world It's a little bit funny this feeling inside I'm not one of those who can easily hide, I Don't have much money but

Let it burn Nor that I would Under my skin I know you'll find your own way when I'm not with you So tell everybody, the ones who walk beside me, yeah Now I think I understand How this world can overcome a man Like a friend we saw it through In the end I

As I live and breathe I'm watching, watching the world die We greet this with apathy no longer We must destroy and rebuild If we can't break the silence ( can we survive?) Search inside yourself (announce your life) We must break the silence Now we are

Somebody said you bumped your head and bled the floor Jumped into a pit of flames and burned to coal Drowned inside the lake outside away you flow And that means the world to me And this I know I got 100 on my dash, got 200 in my trunk Name in the grab

Mercy, comes after midnight Fire, fire from the inside Rhythm, like a hurricane rain Mind your step as you make your way Through the church in to this world of sand Picture an angle with a cigarette burnin' With a long slow drag She welcomes you in where

I can't see this world unless I go Outside my Southern Comfort zone When I miss my Tennessee home When your wheelhouse is the land of cotton, The first time you leave it can be strange, it can be shocking Not everybody drives a truck, not everybody