That's one day when I'm with you I'm blue every Monday Thinking only of Sunday It seems I sigh all day Tuesday I cry all day Wednesday Oh my how I long for you And then comes Thursday, gee it's long it never goes by Friday makes me feel like I'm gonna

I won't dance, don't ask me. I won't dance, madame, with you. I'm like an ocean wave that's bumped on the shore; When you dance, you're charming and you're gentle, But this feeling isn't purely mental, For heaven rest us, I'm not asbestos. I won't dance.

Right then, that's when I'll take you back It's like music To hear you bawling When a freight train jumps off a track And rolls down my road And it's summertime in Texas And they're playing in the snow

I want, I want, I want, to be loved by you I want, I want, I want, but that's crazy I want, I want, I want, and that's not me When girls say Oh, and all the girls say Give you this, give you that Blow a kiss, take it back If I looked inside your brain I

Kiss lots of boys Or kiss lots of girls When the straight and narrow Gets a little too straight If that's something you're into Roll up the joint, or don't Just follow your arrow Wherever it points, yeah Follow your arrow

Yeah, my baby knows that I deliver That's exactly what I'm gon' do, do I know you got the message, I deliver He know, he know this He know, he knows this He know what's coming when I come through I never hit or miss, he know I always come through

I want to know if you'll be my girl Hey, hey hey baby! When you turned and walked away Thats when I want to say C'mon baby, give me a whirl When I saw you walking down the street I said that's a kind of girl I'd like to meet She's so pretty, Lord she's

That's why I fuck around Your body on top of mine I think I know she don’t love me I think I know she don't love me I don't know It's kinda hard to walk right When you're walking on my left

We all got a hillbilly bone down deep inside And when the band starts banging and the fiddle saws You can't help but hollering, yee haw! When you see them pretty little country queens Man you gotta admit that's in them jeans Ain't nothing wrong, just

When you gonna give it up to me So back it up deh, so pack it up yeah Cause I wanna be the man that's really gonna have it up And mack it up andslap it up yeah So what is up yeah you know you got the sinting I Nna me pants a develop and a swell up and