Daddy's flown across the ocean Leaving just a memory The snapshot in the family album Daddy, what else did you leave for me? Daddy, what'd'ja leave behind for me? All in all it was just a brick in the wall All in all it was all just bricks in the wall

Louder than sirens Louder than bells Sweeter than heaven And hotter than hell There's a drumming noise inside my head It makes such an all mighty sound That starts when you're around I swear that you could hear it As I move my feet towards your body

Ready to roar, ready to roar It's five o'clock and I'm out that door I'm hot and dusty, I'm tired and wore But it's Friday night and I'm ready to roar Get down the fiddle and break out the bow Take off the gloves and throw down the hoe Worked hard all

A happy new year Are you okay? How long till next year? Three and half minutes I'm giving up my vices I'm going back, back to school Eviction or not This week's been so hot That long as I've got you I know I'll be cool

It's a war of the hearts Who's calling the shots To have or to have not It's a war of the hearts (It's a war of the hearts) The fire has got to cease Don't know where to point this thing I've got a bullet to spare I could aim

You say "hola", I'll say "hi" When I pass you at the border slap me a high five Me, I'm headed south for hot women and cheap beer Here's the keys to my Chevrolet You can have the house and the bills I pay I'm headed your way, Jose You better pack a

I smashed the stripper in the hotel with my chains on I'm playin' with her kitty with my VVS rings on Shawty savin' hoes, told that boy put his cape on My partna down the road, I'm talkin' to him on Tango I put that bitch in a Porsche I bought that bitch

It's chain lightnin', too hot to fight Hot on the heels of a Saturday night Chain lightnin', out of control Straight to the heart and down to your soul Chain lightnin', heavens above Another day older, still searching for love Chain lightnin, too hot to

Boys will be boys Have some composure And where is your posture? You're pulling the trigger Pulling the trigger Give me envy, give me malice, give me your attention When I say shotgun, you say wedding

With those Angry Eyes with those Angry Eyes Well, I bet you wish you could cut me down What a shot you could be if you could shoot at me Time, time and again I see you staring down at me Now, then and again I wonder what it is that you see You want to