Kiss on the mouth, bliss of a touch Hand in a hand, killing the fiend I'll write my love on more Than a thousand weeping willows Walk on your voice so far so close Whispering child so cold so mild All the colors mixed up in falls of rainbows Tears on

May it never end And may your winning streak Winters cold May you always have someone good to hold May your winning streak Through summers long and And may good fortune wait on every bend So, roll the dice, boy 'Cause my money's on you

'Cause this has been too much for me to take Far away, I get cold Just a lesson in falling down Hey mister, it's nice to meet you Some say this life is just a waste of time Unless you believe Hey mister, lets ride to the edge this time Right now, I need

Yeah I'm chillin' on a dirt road. Laid back swervin' like I'm George Jones Smoke rollin' out the window An ice cold beer sittin' in the console. Memory Lane up in the headlights. Got me reminiscing on the good times Said I'm turnin' off the real life

Ice dripping, cold sweat Ice, Ice dripping, cold sweat This pressure ain't for everybody Why you ain't so heavy on my body, body Spine, shivers, eyes, met Head, in it, heart, set Cold, on my mind, yeah I like being alone I'm out here, spend plenty of

Will you show me love as we get older And I'm falling at your feet After thirty years of service and one to fit our need Show me love as we grow colder Let our love provide the heat But our older bones are missing But our heart's will never meet There's

Who do you think you are? Runnin' 'round leaving scars Collecting your jar of hearts You're gonna catch a cold From the ice inside your soul And tearing love apart And now you want me one more time So don't come back for me Don't come back for me

We save water and drink beer Holler and swaller y'all Support your local wildlife Do your part around here Ice cold, genuine, raise 'em up, drip 'em dry Save water and drink beer It ain't rained in four months One cigarette spark will burn the whole town

In the streets it's getting hot and the youths Them a get so cold searching for food for the pot They'll do anything to fill that gap, whoo As generation comes and goes You gatta make preparation for the youths them a grow It's what you reap, it's what

Man, don't play with the pussy like a banjo And all the hoes in the party hit the dance floor Pull up, nigga creeping Colder than a motherfucker, guess it's ho season (bitch) Shorty got that ass, baby girl it's nice to meet you With these lights off,