One minute and the earth begins to shake Two minutes and my hearts begins to break 'Nother minute and she makes me feel brand new That's just three minutes with you Four minutes and she's everything I see Five minutes and she's that were I wanna be

Money, money, power I need checks in every week Four Season, nigga, I need breakfast in my suite Niggas don't make money when they disrespecting me You would think they got a check, the way they checking for me You would think they got a check, the way

It's a heartache Nothing but a heartache Standing in the cold rain Feeling like a clown Love him till your arms break Then he lets you down Hits you when it's too late Hits you when you're down It's a fool's game

But I know we're not alright I know we're not alright It's always dark as just before the light I know your silence is a deadly sound It's never easy when you're breaking down But I'll be there when you come around And everybody says they're fine

Na-na, na-na-na, na Friday can't come fast enough Here's to another week gone Raise 'em up and sing along Let the good times roll when the guitars play Alarm clock, ding-dong, pants up, boots on Coffee, cigarette, blue-collar breakfast Hard hat, fork

Little moonlight shinning in your eyes, hitting 'em just right, girl we can't go wrong On a last minute, late night, date night, me holdin' you tight, til the break of dawn. Come on Come on. Come on. Oh girl come on. Come on, come on On a last minute,

Homesick tired All alone in a big city Why should ev'rybody pity me, Nighttime's falling, folks are a singin', they dance till break of day Dear Old Southland with it's dreamy songs Takes me back there where I belong How I'd love to be in mammy's arms

Heartaches just don't last forever But it's a lonely road A road we all must travel Once before we go Wonder who is waiting for me At the end of Heartbreak Road Hope that she'll be tender Someone I can know I believe that love's a good teacher

All the pretty girls on a Saturday night Let it be, and come to me with the look in your eyes Well you break and take all the words from my mouth I wish all the pretty girls were shakin' me down But not you, When all the pretty girls can't measure to you

All the pretty girls on a Saturday night Let it be, and come to me with the look in your eyes Well you break and take all the words from my mouth I wish all the pretty girls were shakin' me down But not you, When all the pretty girls can't measure to you