Does your mother know that you're out Well I can dance with you honey If you think it's funny And I can chat with you baby Flirt a little maybe Take it easy (take it easy) Better slow down girl That's no way to go Does your mother know?

Walk away now and you're gonna start a war Whatever went away, I?ll get it over now I?ll get money, I?ll get funny again We expected something, something better than before We expected something more Do you really think you can just put it in a safe

Baby it's all or nothing now Who do you think you're fooling Baby it's all or nothing Do you care now? Do you know how? Desire makes me weak I've been standing out in the rain I've been calling your name Got that lonely feeling again Calling out your name

It's gettin' better all the time I don't stop breathin' every time the phone rings My heart don't race when someone's at my door I've almost given up thinkin' you're ever gonna call I don't believe in magic anymore I just don't lie awake at night, Askin'

Don't you think I was too young to be messed with? Dear John, I see it all now that you're gone Long were the nights when my days once revolved around you Counting my footsteps, Praying the floor won't fall through, again My mother accused me of losing

I don't think Waylon done it that way And if he was here he'd say "'hoss, neither did Hank" I ain't dogging what you're doing but boys, come on let's get real Get-ups, gimmicks One-hit wonders that don't stick Pretty boys, acting tough Boy bands give it

Think it through, what you gonna do about me? Oh baby, what you gonna do about me? You say it's over and you're ready to move on You want to believe all the fire is gone But I feel some hesitation, even as you leave It hasn't always been easy, you and I

Oh you're a holiday, such a holiday It's something I thinks worthwhile If the puppet makes you smile If not then you're throwing stones Throwing stones, throwing stones Yet why am I so blind When the someone else is me It's unkind, it's unkind Ooh it's a

It's the same old you The same old you Cause until I get to leaving It's just the same old me too When you get to drinking When you're on the town In church on Sunday Getting high when the sun goes down And I think I'm done with you

No pare! Sigue, sigue! Welcome home When the world was just a subway map When you’re home Cool us down I used to think we lived at the top of the world And the one-slash-nine