He's got the whole world in his hands Hey, what can I say? Hey, what can we do? Here we are, it's me and you So let's take all the pictures we can take For the generation away I hope they'd talk about us that way There ain't no place I'd rather be Than

And have you back by tonight Well hey baby I was hoping Maybe you'd feel like taking a drive 'Cause I can take you on a trip to Heaven There's a place that they call Heaven Just south of town way up on a hill They say you can see for miles When the sun

With a red and black one at the Texaco She hopped in your truck Sang alone with one on the radio Big red one going down Feel like one in a small town Parked way out in the dark And they danced on the hood She was sitting on the shining light Then gave

With a red and black one at the Texaco She hopped in your truck Sang alone with one on the radio Big red one going down Feel like one in a small town Parked way out in the dark And they danced on the hood She was sitting on the shining light Then gave

On the floor? If he ain't Let me know Lemme see if you can run it, run it Girl indeed I can run it, run it I got friends and you got friends They hop out and you hop in I look fly and they jockin'

(I really can't stay) Betty, it's cold outside Ah, but it's cold outside (I've got to go away) Betty, it's cold out there (This evening has been) Been hoping that you'd drop in (So very nice) I'll hold your hands, they're just like ice

With a red and black one at the Texaco She hopped in your truck Sang alone with one on the radio Big red one going down Feel like one in a small town Parked way out in the dark And they danced on the hood She was sitting on the shining light Then gave

Everybody says they do, but you know they don't They say they're looking out for you, but you know they won't Can't you see I believe I'm living on faith On my knees, and I can see the promise I can make And life has taken me so far from shore And I, I'm

Yeah, when I step in the spot, motherfuckers say "who that?" Big Bun B, but you already knew that Live from the state where they chop it and screw that You hatin' on the trill OG, where they do that? (for real!) Motherfuckers need to get off the dick,

I really can't stay But, baby, it's cold outside Ahh, but it's cold outside I got to go away But baby, it's cold outside This evening has been Been hoping that you'd drop in So very nice I'll hold your hands, they're just like ice