Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh It's been way too long Since I seen you, looked you in your eyes Riding 'round the town and staying out, don't wanna say goodbye Everything's so different now You're just what I'm missing now But I know that I can't have you back, I

Desperado, why don't you come to your senses? You been out ridin' fences for so long now Oh, you're a hard one But I know that you got your reasons These things that are pleasin' you Can hurt you somehow Don't you draw the Queen of Diamonds, boy She'll

Either way, eat your words, it's our time we deserve, oh to have a good time Take me, far away, anywhere As long as it's fun, fun, fun, fun, fun, fun, fun I wanna go! Hey, maybe all probably takes it's toll? Hey, but didn't I make honor roll? The school

Straight to my baby's love Somebody direct Me I done cried a river of tears This you may not believe But I've been crying for five long years Afraid of all my fears Love has got me now In a terrible bet

We never even talked We never even thought in the long run Whenever it was painful Whenever I was away I’d miss you And I want to see you here beside me, dear But things aren’t clear We never even tried And I miss you

Girl I caught you in your little white lie Red handed, red handed You said you had to work tonight But here you are dancing In this honky talk with someone else And all you got to say for yourself

Girl I caught you in your little white lie Red handed, red handed You said you had to work tonight But here you are dancing In this honky talk with someone else And all you got to say for yourself

That's the difference between whiskey and you One's the devil, one keeps driving me insane But one's a liar that helps to hide me from my pain And one's the long gone bitter truth There's a bottle on the dresser by your ring And it's empty so right now I

Nah nah nah nah nah nah This is my story, til the end It's the type of shit they read about Like chris said, I gotta bleed it out I've been in the zone, I can't be without This real shit that I be about I'm a visionary, that's long term But def jam, said

Girls, girls, girls Friday night and I need a fight My motorcycle and a switchblade knife Handful of grease in my hair feels right But what I need to make me tight is Long legs and burgundy lips Dancin' down on Sunset Strip Red lips, fingertips Trick or