All this bad blood here, won't you let it dry? It's been cold for years, won't you let it lie? I don't wanna hear you talk about it anymore We were young and drinking in the park There was nowhere else to go And you said you always had my back Oh but how

Yeah I said so, so who drove him? That shit crazy, man Who drove him to the hospital? 'Cause I'm in here trying to make a love song and shit Like I get this bad news I just got the call before I heard the beat They just shot my dog like why it had to be

It won't be because I ain't tryin' You see I've got myself an angel Well, if I never get to heaven Eleven once or twice ain't bad If I never get to heaven And that's all I need to be my guide If I never hit seven I said, if I never hit seven And that's

Babada baba Our kind of people had a bed for the night And it was okay And daddy told us never listen to the ones Pointing nasty fingers and making fun 'Cause we were good kids Mama said that it was quite alright My mama said that is was okay When mama

Lipstick letters across the mirror this morning Said, "goodbye, baby." You left with no warning Like a thief in the night, you ran away with my heart I can't believe my eyes, must be a bad dream You always said we had a good thing You never once let on

Seven-days-a-week ho I'm a bad influence, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Bet I'll make you do it, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Know you said you wouldn't, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Not a freak ho (freak ho) Seven-days-a-week, but I bet not today My shawty is a good girl

Bad boy boogie On the day I was born the rain fell down There was trouble brewing in my home town It was the seventh day, I was the seventh son And it scared the hell out of everyone They said stop, I said go They said fast, I said slow They said yes, I

Lipstick letters across the mirror this morning Said, "goodbye, baby." You left with no warning Like a thief in the night, you ran away with my heart I can't believe my eyes, must be a bad dream You always said we had a good thing You never once let on

I'm good for a laugh Good for a beer Baby, I'm good 'till Good gets here I dig a ditch or dig on me tonight I ain't bad, I do alright She said, what makes you think You could be my one and only? How do I know you just won't leave me lonely?

No, it's not supposed to go like that Tommy found his daddy's gun And Joey had never seen one Real cowboy all dressed up As he held it in his hand Said, "You be good and I'll be bad" Then he pulled the trigger back Stopped little Tommy in his tracks