I'm just checkin' on you Wracking up flights, wrackin' up kilometers Just checkin' on ya, I'm just checkin' on ya Time has passed, I hope that nothing has changed, oh I got high hopes when I'm checkin' on you I hope everything's just fine with you 'Cause

Everything stops where the pavement ends. You can get you a buzz, blame it on the radio. Find a lighter, live a little high. Take it all in, let the good times roll. And on a clear night, Who needs the headlights? Drop it in low, drive by the moonlight.

Amarillo by mornin' Up from San Antone Everything that I got Is just what I've got on Amarillo's where I'll be When that sun is high in that Texas sky I'll be buckin' at the county fair Amarillo, I'll be there They took my saddle in Houston

Everything is nice Like the feeling's right, goin' on a high grade flight Thugs a proll out, girls a roll out Everything is nice, yeah Dis a fi di people dem a work hard All who gone to di morgue, R.I.P to a loved one I'm feeling high, champagne fly Work

Well up here's the window sitting way up high I can't look up enough to see the sky There ain't no good light here below Don't want no preacher man to come around I don't need him to lay my burden down Alright, I told Jesus everything I know When it's

I'm on the highway to hell Highway to hell On the highway to hell Living easy, living free Season ticket on a one-way ride Asking nothing, leave me be Taking everything in my stride Don't need reason, don't need rhyme Ain't nothing I would rather do

Everything comes back to you Over and over the only truth Drive highways and byways to be there with you And I want to tell you everything The words I never got to say the first time around And I remember everything From when we were the children playing

Everything high end (high end) High end, yeah You know, what we doin' I'm set, slatt, set, gang, set I'm on a high end (jet) I'm 'bout to fly in (set) Hop in a Cayenne (skrrt) I was just glidin' (I was just glidin')

Because the cost of living About the situation Is getting so high, high, high” It's really so high, high, high Is getting so high, high, high About everything And this is what he said He told me, “Famine, famine, famine

When di enemies ah pree An ah bun back fire Mi tek everything to Jah in prayer Long time dem nah like mi Di tings dem transpire but Jah is my everything An' I'm mek mi higher I will survive, I'm so blessed, I'm so blessed I'm so blessed, I'm so blessed