Mother fucker it's a perfect crime Kickin' back in the shadows Got no need for the light Who's sorry now old timer Look at how you've spent your life Scroungin' for change To put some money in your pocket My how scratch does burn Laughin' at the fuckers

You gotta Ma-Ma-Ma Belle, or I will get you Got love, if that's what you need I got three or four babies sittin' on my knee I got good love waitin' for you I come sneakin' round the corner of the avenue You know you gotta Ma-Ma-Ma Belle, before I get you

As is, as is, as is She ain't outdoors and her heart just cold as is One forty-five AM, almost done I could pop another pill tonight Even though I don't really want one The Xanax got me on a flight I don't need much

Sun don't let me down (Sun don't let me down) She's almost in my arms right now I know you gotta rise for the birds to sing But I need the moonlight to do my thing Stars are out Keith Urban, Mister Worldwide They say life is short So, I'ma live it up