But I'm learning my worth is more than your word I tried to fit in, I got sick of it You say I'm just a loser in the background I can never seem to get it right I was born a little bit different I was born just a little bit different You told me I would

In the black of the night till the red morning light And I said nah nah hey hey Another dirty bird ain't giving out a taste And I said nah nah hey hey you're givin' all your cinnamon away That's not right Hey hey you're givin' all your cinnamon away You

Maybe I'm dreaming I hope it's not so Somedays' comin', it's comin' I know Someday she'll be here, that's a fact Someday, she'll be coming right back I hope it's not so, but Someday she's comin' back I know You know I'm ready, to see her again When that

We gon' start this shit off right (off right) We got bad ass bitches in the house tonight We got some bad ass bitches in the house tonight We got some bad ass bitches, bad ass bitches Bitches outside, them some sad ass bitches Leggo, leggo, leggo Yeah,

I never wanted you to be my man I just wanted to see what you could do, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I feel it my heart like you were there I never wanted you, many times when I tried to set you right, it's just too hard I never wanted you to be my man but I

The daily grind can freak your mind But life isn't all that bad C'est la vie! That's life And that's how it's gonna be C'est la vie! Hold tight It comes right eventually Uh, come on now

I see a dust trail following an old red Nova Baby blue eyes, your head on my shoulder You don't look a day over fast cars and freedom That sunset river bank first time feeling Wait, baby, don't move, right there it is T-shirt hanging off a dogwood branch

He will never ever, never ever love you If ya know he love ya If that boy don't love you by now Throw yo' hands up in the air Tell the DJ play this song right here Let, let, let, let me see you 2-step It don't matter if you by yourself But I, gotta come

Moving right along to the next big city Highway vagabonds, living like hippies Okay, jump off the exit Truck stop, rest stop, next stop Texas Caravan like a wild west show I don't care, man, as long as we go Get off one and get on the other Highway,

In our rockin' chairs That are going to fly by like lightning so they say These are the nights (yeah) The good times that we left the wild side out to play These are the Sunday mornings We talked to the Lord, get right with the man upstairs Get back to