And if you should survive to a hundred and five Look at all you'll derive out of bein' alive And here is the best part, you have a head start If you are among the very young at heart Fairy tales can come true It can happen to you if you're young at heart

How come I end up where I started How come I end up where I belong Won't take my eyes off the ball again You reel me out then you cut the string You used to be alright What happened? Did the cat get your tongue Did your string come undone

'When all is said and done, there's just you and me.' Please come out tonight I need you here Its been a long, long time and I can't wait Let's find out, let's see what it's like out there If it rains we'll find somewhere, somewhere dry and warm You'll

When I come around No time to search the world around 'Cause you know where I'll be found I heard you crying loud, all the way across town Cause you been searching for that someone And it's me out on the prowl As you sit around feeling sorry for yourself

Lions and tigers come running Just to steal your luck Cry me a future Where the revelations run amok Ladies and gentlemen Life is my friend Out on the farm we'll be Swimming with the mother duck Deep in the mitten where

I came here for love I want you to reach out This is what we came here for, we came here for love For someone to hold me down I won't give it up, no I can see that you're watching me Come over, talk to me, need you to give me a sign You got that

'Cause I'm no good, pretty mama When you're not around I got whiskey to keep me warm when the sun goes down And this God forsaken honky tonk ain't likely to run out So won't you come on home and save me Stop me before I drown And there's women in this

"Got so much to do. Huh, honey?" "Yes, definitely. I'm just..." "Well, look, again, if you need mom to come out there for a week..." "I don't think that needing, like, mothering." "No, no, not mothering. Organizing. Or doing, doing tasks." "Yes, right."

Real tugs never forger the dump land Or where mi come from Real tugs never worry bout pagan Cause wi destiny done plan Some say we nah go live long The others seh a judgement road wi live pon A next set say mi sell my soul to satan Jah bless me fi shame

(Whoa, whoa) (Here we come!) When the sun goes down, we're the small town smokin' gun Gonna ride back roads til' their ain't no road to run Gonna tip 'em back and drink 'em dry Leave it all out on the field tonight We ain't gonna stop, ready or not