Or take over Take my hand Take my hand you Will you realize when I'm gone That I dance to a different song Money rains from the sky above But keep the change 'cause I've got enough A little time and some tenderness

Shitted on 'em, Man I just shitted on 'em Put yo' number two's in the air if you did it on 'em Put your number two's in the air if you did it on 'em All these bitches is my sons And I'ma go and get some bibs for 'em A couple formulas, little pretty lids

When your long day is over And you can barely drag your feet The weight of the world Is on your shoulders I know what you need Bring it on home to me You've got someone here Wants to make it all right

Yeah I'm always on your side No one, no one, no one can ever change it C'mon let 'em try 'Cause it's you and me together now You and me together Looks like we found ourselves Up against a wall In need of a little help But no one wants to call

Oh, I need you more than words can say I find peace in every story you told I think of you, I'll never be alone Always been there for me, now I'll do the same It's true, true, true You know I do, do, do Oh, you save me in ways that I can't explain When

Is just to love and be loved in return" There was a boy... A very strange enchanted boy They say he wondered very far, very far Over land and sea A little shy and sad of eye But very wise was he And then one day One magic day, passed my way

Kick it with myself, kick it with myself I don't need no help, I don't need no help No one else Turn the beat up a little bit more in here, Bengineer, please! I guess I'm doing this one by myself If you can't just be good with being by yourself How you

There's a hole in daddy's arm where all the money goes, Jesus Christ died for nothin I suppose. Little pitchers have big ears, Don't stop to count the years, Sweet songs never last too long on broken radios. Sam Stone came home, To the wife and family

It's gonna be a long one But I'm paying my way I'll be working all night long Well, you can't just get what you want Without a little work a day And you can't just stick out your hand No, it doesn't work that way And there's not much joy in the work

Hips starts swaying when the DJ drops one She might be a mess but she's a hot one With her little jeans and white t She might rev up an old boy's heart or even stop one Putting on a show tonight, letting go tonight She might be a mess, but she's a hot