Ay can’t stop getting paper Ay can’t stop rollin' papers Ay LSD and coca Ay live la vida loca Aye she gon' feed me grapes Ay we don’t go on dates Ay got a man at home but she love the way I taste Back shot back shot back shot back shot right behind the

Well there's floodin' down in Texas All of the telephone lines are down Well dark clouds are rollin' in Man I'm standin' out in the rain Well I'm leavin' you baby Lord and I'm goin' back home to stay And I've been tryin' to call my baby Lord and I can't

Just thinking about all our good times together And I wish it could last forever and ever And we roll back home This is our last song I'm bout to spring breakdown And just thinking bout how It's been a real good run Playing out here in the sun, year