(Girl) girl gone bad Ah lazy eyes in the summer heat, Fresh from outta town Now she's working on the street, Shakin' poor boys down Uh (girl) uh girl gone bad Found that girl with a lonesome John, But she should've been with me Guess that woman fallen in

If someone said three years from now You'd be long gone I'd stand up and punch them out You took my hand, you showed me how You promised me you'd be around Uh huh, that's right I took your words, and I believed

Is it over? His dreams are closed Shared woes and fiction Far, far away I remember a world That's gone astray Close your eyes, hold your breath Dreams severed from each other now Are tangled in a web

Leave a light, a light on In the darkness before the dawn In the swirling of this storm When I'm rolling with the punches and hope is gone Millions of miles from home In the swirling swimming on When I'm rolling with the thunder but bleed from thorns

And love is a stranger who'll beckon you on Don't think of the danger or the stranger is gone This dream is for you, so pay the price Make one dream come true, you only live twice You only live twice, or so it seems One life for yourself, and one for

You're all gone to me, (gone to me) I've been pulled out to watch from my eternal sleep Intuition and a warning to believe (I will believe) Something was wrong and though I felt I had to stay Moving on seemed to be somber bliss Without one goodbye I

Anticipation has a habit to set you up For disappointment in evening entertainment but Tonight there'll be some love Tonight there'll be a ruckus, yeah, regardless of what's gone before I want to see all of the things that we've already seen And she

"It's time" "She's gone hasn't she, Michael?" "Thank you, Mary Poppins" "I won't forget Mary Poppins " So hold on tight to those you love And maybe soon from up above You'll be blessed so keep on looking high While you're underneath the lovely London sky

Up all night long And there's something very wrong And I know it must be late Been gone since yesterday I'm not like you guys I'm not like you Hey mom, there's something in the backroom Hope it's not the creatures from above You used to read me stories

I've gone from one to one too many And the thing that really gets me Is how your memory drowns the whiskey Whiskey's supposed to drown the memory All the folks down in Lynchburg, Tennessee Been working hard for good ol' boys like me I don't wanna be the