I'm a grown ass man You ain't gonna change my ways And I ain't set in stone I'm set in that red Georgia clay, man I was brought up on that book My grand-daddy's knee You can bet your ass that I know who I am Yeah, I'm a grown ass man They said I could

Ein heißer Schrei Ist nicht mein Glück Ist mein Unglück Getadelt wird wer Schmerzen kennt Vom Feuer das die Haut verbrennt Ich werfe ein Licht

'Til you have real friends I got a million ties Old friends become strangers New friends become dangerous Never does it ever let me down I got my drank poured I got these j's rolled up No need to change clothes I'll be fine in what I got on

Avisa que é de se entregar o viver Clareia minha vida, amor, no olhar Pois é, não deu Deixa assim como está sereno Pois é de Deus Tudo aquilo que não se pode ver E ao amanhã a gente não diz E ao coração que teima em bater Pois é, até

Where trouble is Hop into a cab Feeling a little bit crazy I'm gonna see, I'm gonna be Feeling like I wanna be bad a few more sins off of my list If you're looking for me Trouble is a Friday night When I'm feeling lonely

While you were round It ain't my bitch Dragging me down It ain't my fault It ain't my call Out of my way Out of my day Out of your mind and into mine It's no more

Give me something for the pain Come on, come on, come on When I feel I've been danglin' from a hang-man's noose Give me shelter from the rain Give me something I can use To get me through the night Make me feel all right Give me something for the blues

I'm lifting you up I'm letting you down I'm dancing till dawn I'm fooling around I'm not giving up I'm making your love This city's made us crazy and we must get out Forgot what I was looking for Try to guide me in the right direction

Yeah, I still miss her in a round about way But I still miss her in a round about way Around about the time that midnight rolls around 'Cause she's not around As far as all my friends can tell I took her leavin' well - that's kinda right 'Cause when I'm

I have the honor to be your obedient servant The room where it happens How does Hamilton, an arrogant immigrant, orphan Bastard, whore's son Somehow endorse Thomas Jefferson, his enemy A man he’s despised since the beginning Just to keep me from winning?