We-ell, I can't quit you baby But I got to put you down a little while We-ell you done made me mess up my happy home Made me mistreat my only child Ah, when you hear me moanin' and groanin' Whoa you know it hurts me way down inside Whoa when you hear me

Around every highway, driveway, fast song, slow song on my radio At every party, dive bar, backseat in my car Sounds crazy I know But you just keep hanging around You got me living in a ghost town Girl I see you every road I go down Your memory of me

You know I'm always good for a good time I'm up for just about anything as long as it's almost legal I can fit in with any old crowd, long as there's a party, they're my kind of people So if you're down with painting the town, I'll be around all night I

Baby, write this down, take a little note to remind you in case you didn't know, Tell yourself I love you and I don't want you to go, write this down. Take my words, read 'em every day, keep 'em close by, don't you let 'em fade away, So you'll remember

I drive away from your house, chasin' butterflies out Girl, I don't know how you do it Roll the radio down, say "I love you" out loud Man, I think I'm 'bout to lose it Ain't my thing to jump the gun, But I called my dad and said "She's the one" Said

Baby, please don't go For be a dog Down to New Orleans You know I love you so Well, your mind done gone To git you way down here I make you walk the log Baby, your mind done gone Left the county farm

Baby, please don't go For be a dog Down to New Orleans You know I love you so Well, your mind done gone To git you way down here I make you walk the log Baby, your mind done gone Left the county farm

Oh Havana I've been searching for you everywhere In Rosalinda's eyes Crazy Latin dancing solo down in Herald Square I know what I would see there I can always find my Cuban skies I play nights in the Spanish part of town I've got music in my hands The

Hemingway's whiskey Hemingway's whiskey, warm and smooth and mean Even when it burns, it'll always finish clean He didn't like it watered down, he took it straight up and neat If it was bad enough for him, you know it's bad enough for me Ah, it's tough

Oh tell me, tell me baby Tell me, am I the type you go for? Am I just wasting my time? All of the things running through my mind I've been staring down your way Don't know exactly what to say I'm wondering if you feel the same Because everytime I'm