Between the cheats, ooh oh oh ooh oh oh I would die before I divorce you I'd take a thousand thumps for my love 'Cause you kiss a lucky horseshoe Stuck it in my boxing glove 'Cause anyone who will see us Through our victory and done defeat Knows that

Bout a mile off old mill road In that spot nobody knows Park the truck and we take off running Got a moon and a billion stars Sound of steel and old box cars The thought of you is driving me insane Come on baby lets go listen to the night train Hurry up,

Just drop the top, hot box the block Gon’ have the time of your life We gon’ hit the streets Take you on the ride of your life I’ll take you on the ride of your life Need you here on the passenger side Might change your life I been doing shit these hoes

I get the money everywhere that I go I bust a bitch and take her money fo' sho You ain't trying to hot box with me, I swing hard liquor Going down by the second round, all hail the underground How that sound? Xzibit backing down from a conflict Fuck the

Take the box Put it in the box, put it in the box The Moschino bra you bought me last Christmas Frank's in there and I don't care Your neighbours were screaming I don't have a key for downstairs, so I punched all the buzzers hoping he would be there And

Baby, take me down to Duke's Place Wildest box in town is Duke's Place Love that piano sound in Duke's Place Saxes do their tricks in Duke's Place Fellas swing their chicks in Duke's Place Come on, get your kicks in Duke's Place You find yourself a seat,

Take the box Put it in the box, put it in the box The Moschino bra you bought me last Christmas Frank's in there and I don't care Your neighbors were screaming I don't have a key for downstairs So I punched all the buzzers hoping he would be there And

Now, make your getaway Mine is mine and yours won’t take its place Everyone’s a critic looking back up the river Every boat is leaking in this town Everybody is thinking they can all be delivered sitting in a box like lost and found But I found my place

Gonna move up to the country Paint my mailbox blue Paint some trailin' vines and dew Well, come here, baby Sugar, let your papa take you by the hand Put some flowers on it, baby You know I'm leavin' LA, baby Don't you know this smog's got me down? I'm

Take the box Put it in the box, put it in the box The Moschino bra you bought me last Christmas Frank's in there and I don't care Your neighbors were screaming I don't have a key for downstairs So I punched all the buzzers hoping he would be there And