It's a game you can't win I hear the waves Sun beatin' down on my shoulders It's a near-perfect day Wishin' I wouldn't get any older They say that it's gone 'fore you know it now

Be the one, be the one I could be the one When you're gone I was wrong I see the moon I'm not a fool Oh, baby come on, let me get to know you Just another chance so that I can show That I won't let you down, oh no

If you wanna then we're gonna, girl And let your long hair get to falling down And let your red lips leave their mark all over mine I hope you're gonna wanna tonight I hope you're gonna wanna all night If you want to go way out where there ain't nobody

Way up on Bear Creek, watching the sun go down Well, it makes me feel like I'm on my last go 'round If you stay up on Bear Creek, you'll get like Jesse James I'm going high, high, up on some lonesome hill Well, the water up on Bear Creek, tastes like

So baby, pick me up, I'll be in the drive Take me where the moon's hanging in the sky We can park it by the river, get out and throw the tailgate down down down You can steal a kiss, maybe even two Only the track and the tree's gonna see what we do All I

Somewhere, somewhere, somewhere, somewhere It always takes you somewhere, gonna take you somewhere Little old man, little old man staring down the road Waiting on the bus, he's getting kinda cold Bus finally gets there, he got nowhere to sit down And the

Get away Get away Get away I'm about to detonate Everything to prove Nothing to lose Cause when everything has fallen to the ground Gonna knock it down Just believe me when I tell you its alright Its your last chance to find yourself in consequence Its

Whoa-a-whoa-a-whoa And I don't know which side to take Whoa-a-whoa-ooo-o And people try and calm me down (it can only get better) It's just the way it is Yeah, it's all right Whoa-a-whoa-a-whoa There's a war between my head and my heart

I get down, I get down, I get down Her light is as loud as as many ambulances As it takes to save a savior (whoa whoa whoa) She floats through the room on a big balloon Some say, "She's such a fake" That her love is made up No, no, no, no Let's have

(I gotta leave) Get down girl, go 'head, get down (She give me money) Now, I ain't sayin' she a gold digger (When I'm in need) But she ain't messin' with no broke niggas (I gotta leave) Get down girl, go 'head Eighteen years, eighteen years She take my