Semper fi tattooed on his left arm In the back that says U.S.A. With WD Forty and a Craftsman wrench He ain't prejudice he's just, made in America Spends a little more in the store for a tag He won't buy nothin' that he can't fix My old man's that old

I hope I find what I'm looking for, maybe I should drink just a little more. My rights and wrongs are questioned in my life and confusion seems to read alibi. Delusional I'm fightin but I'm losin feel like we offer up confusion Hear me! Like this (like

(Oh forever) Ohh, forever, forever And he opened up his mouth Oh, forever forever The pusher was the feet and the feet the floor We got a little bit well we got a little more Once we count to four then we count to ten We'll take up every bit that we give

And be happy for the rest of your life Make a little more love Make a little less money Off a little less honey Can’t have it made there in the shade When you’re workin’ all the time Make a little more love, more love Be happy for the rest of your life

Is on their feet Get a little crazy and forget what happens later We made it through the week Now we're headed to the street It's Monday and I hear you when you said that you hate that day Me too but there's nothing much about we can do

Where did it go? Where did it go so wrong? I can't take it Motherfuckers more than a little complacent Just sit the fuck down, pay attention There's too much noise, for a second listen You're all so fucking outrageous So you're all stars now? So you're

You got to come back for more Hey little thing, let me light your candle' Cause mama I'm sure hard to handle, now, gets around Once it come along a dime by the dozen Cause mama I'm sure hard to handle, now, gets around Pretty little thing, let me light

Tip it on back, make it feel good Sip a little more than you know you should Let the smoke roll, off your lips Let it all go whatever it is and tip it on back I don’t wanna remember what I’m here to forget tonight So tip it on back I see main street

'Cause I'm a man, woman Don't always think before I do A greater force I answer to Like a brutal autumn sun It dawns on me, what have I done? Saying sorry ain't as good as saying why But it buys me a little more time Lost in the moment for a second time

Why wait another minute With a preacher who could hook us up right away Love don't need a reason Baby I don't see how I could love you anymore than I do today So why wait For somethin' we should'a done yesterday? I know a little church What'aya say girl,