Where have all the good times gone. All my life I've never stopped to worry 'bout a thing, Open up and shout it out,an' never try to sing, Wondering if I've done it wrong, Will this depression last for long,won't you tell me, Once we had an easy ride and

Born on the bayou Born on the bayou. Chasin' down a hoodoo there. Now when I was just a little boy standin' to my Daddy's knee My Poppa said son don't let the man get you do what he done to me 'Cause he'll get you 'cause he'll get you now now. I can

Can you please bring my bottles to my booth? (Where my bottles?) Me, I know just what to do to get 'em loose I pull up and my car ain't got no roof (Fuck with me) All these bitches say that I'm the truth (Fuck with me) I know just what to do to get 'em

How did we get here? Baby, I gotta know On the other side of love Baby, you don't have to keep looking through my phone If something's going on, girl, you'd already know We can't even say two words without a fight anymore You tell me you hate me and I

I'mma put you down (PYD PYD PYD) Ooh, 'cause you deserve the best and nothing but the best I'mma put you down (PYD PYD PYD (PYD) PYD PYD PYD) All the way down (PYD PYD PYD) So I give you the best you’ve ever had I’mma put you down, (PYD PYD PYD (PYD) PYD

Girl, you're gonna love me Come and rest your head against my chest 'Cause I'm the one for you You don't have to look no more Your search is through If you like a man who You can put your trust in You don't have to worry Where he's been

I’m reaching for the door And I don’t understand why it has to be this way Lock the door, me in the closet But it’s just too hard on me, oh So come back home Picture of you in my pocket It’s all I really have left of you And it’s not enough to keep me

Always lose it in the end I don't know How I can let you go How will I let you go Yeah, I said too much again Yeah, I pushed too hard again And I wanna start, but when Stupid once again You wanna be my friend

You're killing me, you're killing me Doctor, please, give me a dose of the American Dream Put down the pen and look in my eyes We're in the waiting room and something ain't right All this is on you, we're over prescribed Doctor, your medicine, and your

A country dance was being held in a garden I felt a bump and heard an "Oh, beg your pardon" Suddenly I saw polka dots and moonbeams All around a pug-nosed dream The music started and was I the perplexed one I held my breath and said "May I have the next