And choke on the memories Oh oh oh oh, oh Choke, choke, yeah Ha ha ha ha, ha Choke, choke Well I see breakfast on the table And I can smell you in the halls I'll keep a message of you if you call, of you if you call Lord knows I'd cry if I was able

Sing yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Oh, oh, oh, oh The roaches and the rats, heroin and the cracks Couldn't blame me, I'm just giving the facts Tryna hit the top, the bottom ain't where it's at Everybody got a past but you can never go

I wanna take a little ride with you I wanna spend a little time with you I wanna sip a little wine with you, oh I'm digging what you're doing I'm trying to keep it cool But you're making it hard, I'm wishing your arms Were wrapping me up tight You shine

That's were I'm from Cowboy town Dirt, Mud, and Dust Bibles and Beer Outlaws, Barb Wire, Saddles, and Steers Its a simple life, Oh its sacred ground. Hard times, High winds can't bring us down In cowboy town, yeah cowboy town We wear our boots to dinner

No matter how far meh go She say she rather be there so She say she nah let go And she nah mek no joke And she nah run no joke Nah let go, no Ooh yeah lemme sing Said I want I want you

Oh no, I just can't understand How come you want a change of plans? Oh, oh, bad da, oh, oh bad da, oh bad da What did I do to break your heart? Tell me the story from the start Play it cool, oh yeah, come on baby Come on and tell me why you wanna say

Jive talkin' It's just your jive talkin' You're telling me lies, yeah You wear a disguise So misunderstood, yeah Oh, my child Good lovin' Still gets in my eyes Nobody believes what you say

I'm a fire starter I'm that hearts like water Yeah yeah yeah yeah (oh oh oh oh) I'm a sweet disaster There's an S under my clothes On my chest where nobody else can see I'm a badass Jumping off the moving train I'm a Jane Bond

Treat the youths right Or you'll been playin' with dynamite Instead of putting up a fight Oooh, yeah (Oooh, yeah) Oooh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Now if you treat the youths right Instead of giving us a fight Instead of putting us a fight When you go and

Look at my neck shine (ice) Look at my wrist shine, chyeah (ooh) I just be smoking up dope, chyeah Louis down head to my toe, chyeah I just might buy the store, chyeah Look at my neck shine, chyeah (ice) Look at my wrist shine, chyeah Fuck a bitch two