Hey what ever happened to waiting your turn Doing it all by hand, 'cause when everything is handed to you It's only worth as much as the time put in It all just seems so good the way we had it Back before everything became automatic Quarter in a payphone

I'm standing in the rain Getting soaking wet I'm doing my best The good intentions and the pain (Concerto for a rainy day...) I'm waiting all alone I'm so tired I want to go home.

Hope I'm feeling this good when it's Monday morning Been doing my own thing, can't say that I'm sorry And I can only pray someday that we'll all be More than just okay, we can be so free And I can get fly with ya, ride with ya, shine with ya, yeah I can

I'm doing so good Calling you lovable How are you feeling now? Making it all above Falling for you somehow I can't refuse you walking along the promenade 'Cause I'm doing, I'm doing, I'm doing, I'm doing, I'm doing, I'm doing so good I'm doing, I'm

It ain't what you do, its what you do tonight And there ain’t no shortcut to doing something right If you knew what I knew, she’ll be yours tonight Just look around the club 'cause you're here to have a good time I'm so confused, if you only knew she

How you doing today? Are you sitting in the madman's hands again? No, I don't wanna let you down I'm not gonna lie, I'm not a nice nice guy But I tried and tried but I don't know why 'Cause when I put my head down sleeping I got this tiny little feeling

Everybody's working out doing twelve ounce curls Fishing for the line that'll kick her heart into gear Hey brother, need another over here Got the Kid Rock good time playlist on Some drunk dude's in the crowd yelling, let's get weird, y'all Brought to

Everybody's working out doing twelve ounce curls Fishing for the line that'll kick her heart into gear Hey brother, need another over here Got the Kid Rock good time playlist on Some drunk dude's in the crowd yelling, let's get weird, y'all Brought to

I got the answer This ain't a party Get off the dance floor You want the get down Here comes the gang war You're doing alright 'Cause all the good times If we were all like you in the end So hit the lights I'll do it again

Everybody's working out doing twelve ounce curls Fishing for the line that'll kick her heart into gear Hey brother, need another over here Got the Kid Rock good time playlist on Some drunk dude's in the crowd yelling, let's get weird, y'all Brought to