Give me that old time Old time lovin' Old time lovin', yeah, yeah It was good they know Mother and father, yeah If that makes the no It's alright for me What I need is that old time, yeah Old time feeling

I burn it down Just to watch it go So everybody knows Just to see it torched I hate it to the core You think you know me You don't know shit I've seen the world through your eyes And it makes me sick

Don't you wish that you could be a fly on the wall A creepy little sneaky little fly on the wall All my precious secrets, yeah You'd know them all You always second guess, wonderin You don't understand what it is That makes me tick But you wish you did

Ooh, it makes me wonder There's a lady who's sure All that glitters is gold And she's buying a stairway to heaven When she gets there she knows If the stores are all closed With a word she can get what she came for Oh oh oh oh and she's buying a stairway

People in the misery Government or work or government It makes a mockery Respect to the youths When they're in front and all dem back a me Why you don't treat them like the way you should And I know all the things you hide Even though it's a good

La-da-da-da-da-da La-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da So here we go again I know how this one ends It's a phone call from someplace far away You say you've found yourself Oh, in someone else And she makes you forget about the rain Her eyes are a golden hue

She goes down She goes down, down down down You know she makes me feel good All night long She goes down ,Down down down Little Miss Muffet Sweet girl's school stuff and A country smile and charm Out in the back of my '58 Chevy

When something is wrong with my baby Something is wrong with me I know when she's a little worried I feel that same old misery We've been through so much together We stand as one and that's what makes it better Just what she means to me you out there

I think I'm in love Think I'm in love But it makes me kinda nervous to say so Don't wanna let the night get ahead of myself Whisperin' her love through a smoke ring smile She doesn't know what happens when she's around I really think I better get a hold

Makes you smile, makes you hurt Leaves you hanging on every word A good country song Makes you love, makes you leave Raise some hell or hit your knees All I know is I think of home Grab my guitar and strum along Kick on back and sip me something strong