I'm so hard done by One day you'll just up and quit Yeah that's awful close But that's not why Interesting and sophisticated Refusing to be celebrated It's a monumental big screen kiss It's so deep it's meaningless Yeah and that'll be it

We're always chasing that paradise, paradise So, have another drink Have another drink, call me If this is what it takes If it's what it takes, baby Dream another dream 'Cause you're killing it, honey This is what we do to get by Oh and you lost all on

Me and my girls And your homeboy's too I can dig that cause I'm into you So act like you hear me So see'mon baby I'm looking' at you Cause I'm hollerin' at chu Cause I'm hollerin' at you Stop movin' a bump bump, yeah

Further down Grandpa's in the paper War hero Philip Schuyler loses senate seat to young upstart Aaron Burr Grandpa just lost his seat in the senate Sometimes that's how it goes Daddy's gonna find out any minute I'm sure he already knows Let's meet the

It's a family affair, it's a family affair One child grows up to be Somebody that just loves to learn And another child grows up to be Somebody you'd just love to burn Mom loves the both of them You see it's in the blood Both kids are good to Mom

Maybe I'm just Wonder who you're dreaming of Maybe it's a case of paranoia Nervous that I'll never really know ya What do I feel? Who do I trust? Smile when you're sleeping Oh, 'cause I could just see you with wine on your t-shirt And somebody else on

It’s bittersweet The wind whistling across my bottle still can’t blow away the sorrow That tomorrow you won’t be here with me I won’t forget the way you love me, the amazing way you love me It’s bittersweet, you see You’re not here but I can feel you

Now don't you even act like you don't wanna get up You better get out on the dancefloor show me what you got 'Cause I don't even want too much just for y'all to understand A party ain't a party if I'm not in the party So I need to see some hands All I

Mama don't you know Early mornin' lookin' tired and worn And lookin' out for the enemy You made all the way to Hudson Bay But you're right back here with me Tryin' to run away Your lips are sealed

With my sweet love gone, with my sweet love gone You were young, but your eyes were younger still When you found me there And you rode down the street watch me work Building tables and chairs You wore white, we were married in July In a church on a hill