Standing there red hot, tied up little tank top Looking like you must be straight out of the country I need a sweet little somethin' like you got Honey, what I wouldn't do for a sweet little somethin' like you I wanna ride you round in my old truck Keep

Sweat rollin down my hands and face, Big fan on the screen porch turnin', Cat looking for a hiding place, Sun's sinking but the fire's still burnin', Music playin' a few doors down I'm drawn to the sound, It's just too hot to sleep I walk restless to the

Once in love you're never out of danger One hot night spent with a stranger All you wanted was somebody to hold on to yeah. Somebody somewhere In the heat of the night Looking pretty dangerous Running out of patience. Tonight in the city You won't find

Somethin' 'bout the pain mixed with you Drinking, smoking, doses, potions Drinking, smoking, doses, emotions Got me doing things I ain't do, right Got me doing things I ain't do, right, true Cheap shot, caught me when I wasn't looking for you Why are you

No need to state the obvi', I be close to your heart I know you looking for real love I got my hand on my Glock, posted on the block I might just let off a shot, at anyone tryin' to kill love Are you who I be in this weekend If so, let's get lost in the

And music is my aeroplane It's my aeroplane I like pleasure spiked with pain Songbird sweet and sour Jane Pleasure spiked with pain Just one note That mother fucker always spiked with pain I'm overcoming gravity Looking in my own eyes "hello"

I was sittin' pretty cool country boy Looking big city She was up for some down home back road nitty gritty Hottest girl in the whole county sitting next to me Sittin' pretty She was sittin' pretty close I was getting warmer She was all chery lips

Don't you get comfortable Looking so hot I think that I might fall Feeling like it's my birthday Like Christmas day came early Just what I want So when we move Don't leave me standing all by myself

Every night I go looking for you Everyone in the world adores you A little pocket of something kind To find your reason Look at me and it's what I stay for A little locket of fantasy That we believe in Coming up on it every day for Warlocks in wonderland

This is the final boarding call for flight 1259 Departing from Los Angeles final destination to St. Louis Damn G the spot's gettin' hot So how the fuck am I supposed to make a knot? Police looking at niggas through a microscope In L.A. everybody and