Still the crying hurts in your head Well you're still beneath my feet Here I sit at Mary Ann's place Oh baby the rain is always pouring when I'm here Saw the lightning caught your stone Oh maybe the angels of tomorrow will let me go Well oh God don't

I know what we need right now 1942 Tequila, that's all we need right now There's only two shot glasses babe And I know what we need right now Oh, get sexy for me I know what we need we need 1942 Tequila, yeah, yeah A little bit of, a little bit of liquor

Every time I hear that song I still think about you oh-oh-oh I still think about you I'm standing in the pouring rain On your front lawn and oh-oh-oh It's like the first time it came on and oh-oh-oh Oh, I still think about you There's a soundtrack in my

But I refuse ‘Cause I don’t want to live like I don’t care I don’t want to say another empty prayer Oh, I refuse to Sit around and wait for someone else To do what God has called me to do myself Oh, I could choose not to move Sometimes I, I just want to

So sad to watch good love go bad Remember how we used to feel dear It breaks my heart to see us part We used to have good times together But now I feel them slip away It makes me cry to see love die You said nothing could change you mind Is it any wonder

Bailame de frente pegao Que esta nota no a terminao Oohh ohh, duro Dale segueta que se pare del asiento Y rompa la loseta Por eso dale manigueta Calma un solido por que aquí le aprieta

We should be friends I don't know you well but I know that look On losing sleep and gaining weight On pain and shame and crazy trains Oh, we should be friends If your mind's as cluttered as your kitchen sink If your heart's as empty as your diesel tank

I'm swinging with my eyes closed Fist up in the air Oh like we don't care Only god knows how far it goes Got my hair down a wide open road Summer's here, bring it on Another year, one more beer, another song Comes on the radio, so loud and clear

¿Dónde estás? Que mientras más te busco Menos te encuentro-oh-oh-oh Woh oh oh oh Donde estés llegaré Y el día que te encuentre Esto vamos a terminarlo

Johnny be good tonight! Said go, go Johnny! I said go, go Johnny! Said oh, go Johnny! You better be good Johnny B. Goode Deep down in Jamaica, close to Mandeville Back up in the woods, on top of a hill There stood an old hut made of earth and wood