I put a spell on you because you're mine You better stop the things that you do I ain't lyin', no, I ain't lyin' I just can't stand it babe The way you're always runnin' 'round I just can't stand it, the way you always put me down I put a spell on you. I

So I'm movin' on That big eight-wheeler rollin' down the track Means your true-lovin' daddy ain't comin' back I'm movin' on, I'll soon be gone You were flyin' too high, for my little old sky That big loud whistle as it blew and blew Said hello to the

Just a boy and a girl underneath these stars shining It feels like it was meant to be yea No, I don’t think it’s coincidence Running into you here like this Sparks flying, see you smiling Girl we got some good timing Baby ain’t it crazy? We got... good

You gon' have to say my name for this 'Cause usually, I don't do no flying out I never been one to fuck up the vibe The other side of you is on the loose Ain't got much to say I shoulda copped the one way You might have to catch a plane for this But

You were flyin to high for my little ol' sky I said move on, I said move on, I said move on, I said move on That big eight-wheeler runnin' down the track Means your true lovin' daddy ain't acomin' back Cause he's movin on, he's rollin on So I'm movin' on

Ain't nobody Loves me better Makes me happy Makes me feel this way Loves me better than you And now we're flyin' through the stars I hope this night will last forever Oh oh oh oh Captured effortlessly

If he finds out I don't give a fuck, ooh yeah That nigga ain't gon' do shit I don't care Your boyfriend ain't shit He be fucking with your bestfriend And I don't give a fuck, no He be lying

And I guess we'll just keep goin' our separate ways So I drink and I smoke and I act like I'm okay Ain't no tellin' how long that suns been up 'Cause it's dark as a dungeon while I'm lying here in this bunk I can hear em' sound checkin' but I'm not sure

And even though I ball, I would trade it all To keep you in my arms, baby 'Cause, girl, your love is priceless One thing I can't afford to lose Flying in all the jets I flew, yeah But none of it don't matter, baby, no If you ain't waiting there when I

You can kiss my country ass If you're a down-home, backwoods redneck Hey come on, stand up and raise your glass But if you ain't down with my outlaw crowd Tearin' down a dirt road, rebel flag flyin', coon dog in the back Truck bed loaded down with beer