Go back to your trailer Girl we ain’t friends we’re just neighbors There ain’t nothing to see here Keep your two cents on your side of the fence You say that you’re watching the birds out the window Well I’ve got a bird you can watch You ain’t gotta act

Yeah you learn to fly and if you can't then you just free-fall May we all know that nothing ain't cool 'til you wear the new one The sound of a quarter rollin' down a jukebox Play the Travis Tritt right above the 2Pac For you get lost down some road Slow

Just give it away She said give it away That night in 'Frisco Bay That big four poster king sized bed There ain't nothing in this house worth fightin' over Oh, we're both tired of fightin' anyway Well, I can't give it away She was stormin' through the

Somebody call the rescue 'cause I think I'm on the edge Yeah you're just like a sledgehammer While you were on the phone lyin' to me You were lyin' next to who It ain't nothing to do about the heartache It's just a little thing called you You keep

(Take it from me) Nothing can stop me Nothing holds me back Its got a mind of its own and it say Think you could slow me down? It got a mind of its own and it say There ain't no turning back Take it from me When you start it's just a matter of time

And I don't even have to try And I don't see the world goin' by Just hangin' round Drivin' along with my radio on feelin' good Ain't got no lady but maybe I'm thinkin' I could I slept all day nothing to do I'm just hangin' around, oh yeah Thought I was

Can't touch the bottom Oh oh the bottom In too deep She doesn't like the view On the edge He just ain't nothin' But he's got a great view A windowsill

They ain’t got nothing on you, Hoes ain’t got nothing on you I think that shit just paranoia She think I’m with another woman Another woman that gon' keep me comin' Dirty hoes, they ain’t got nothing on you I swear them hoes, they ain’t got nothing on

As long as you're in it Wherever we go, whatever we do As good as it gets, gets better with you As long as you're in it, girl So baby let's ride There ain't nothing missing in this life I'm living It's just an old '88 four door, banged out floorboard A

She knows her roots and works hard for her money Ain't nothin' like a woman southern born and bred Now she loves her mom and daddy and the Lord to death Just actin' and sittin' playin' hard to get With the girls tonight man they're out on the town Grits