And I'm standing here right outside your door And I don't think that my heart could take much more Scared of breaking up again And I just want it to be like it was before Cause I don't think that my heart could take much more Drivin' in my car Words

I'm going under 'Cause beauty's religion And its Christened me with wonder And if Venice is sinking Jesus hangs behind the glass Above Venetian doors His window box boasts crimson flowers Fresh cut the day before And you couldn't find a smile

F&N (F&N), F&N (F&N) F&N (F&), F&N (F&N) Fuck around, parked the 'Vette and didn't even get back in it ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob Redbone bitch, yeah, like Hi-Tech, yeah How do I dress? Yeah, like my flesh, yeah Soon as I roll up, put my doors up Go'n head,

Wait by the door, and light a cigarette If he wants a fight, well, now he's got one And he ain't seen me crazy yet He slapped my face, and he shook me like a rag doll Don't that sound like a real man? I'm going to show him what little girls are made of

Way down south, where the mangroves grow Deep in the swamp down in the Bayou There's a little story that's never been told About a pretty widow who never grows old And how she buried her soul with her wedding ring Traded it off for that voodoo thing She

Ain't nobody home Baby, ain't nobody home There ain't nobody home Once upon a time, a long long time ago Wherever you'd lead me, I would surely follow Girl, you put me through some pain and misery And now you are standing on my doorstep Telling me how

I said, "It's High Green, mate Via Hillsborough, please" We'll ask if we can have six in If not we'll have to have two Well, you're coming up our end, aren't you? So I'll get one with you Won't he let us have six in? Especially not with the food He could

Plenty more for you, boy We in the funky four door, no floor He was serving that raw, oh boy She was making that noise, oh boy Hit me on the celly, watching Belly God's son, I can see they study Makaveli Peanut butter Benz, got the jelly at the deli If

When the storm hits your front door, with a roar you can't ignore, When the days turn into night, you don't got no chance to fight, I hope some day, when I'm dead and gone, We learn to right, everything that's wrong, With loving hands, turn sick to

I can't let it get me down Change my smile into a frown (I can't let it get me down, change my smile into a frown) Last night and the night before Twenty-five robbers at my door I got up and let 'em in But I missed 'em all with a rollin' pin Alright they