Take me downtown barney lock me up Read me my rights put me in cuffs And I’ll do my time raise my right hand And I’ll tell the judge I’ll do that shit again Somebody better call the law We done took it outside we’re about to brawl Ol’ boy done put his

Oh, there's always time to change your mind Oh, I'm going to mess this up Oh, this is just my luck Over and over and over again In the meantime we let it go At the roadside we used to know We can let this drift away Oh, we let this drift away And there's

Me, I just don't give a Bounce, Bounce Stand up, shout it out Bounce, Bounce I play hard, I play to win Count me out, count me in I'll be bouncing back again I been knocked down so many times Counted out 6, 7, 8, 9 Written off like some bad deal

Here we go again One more time She's back in town again I'll take her back again The phone will ring again I'll be her fool again I've been there before And I'll try it again But any fool knows

Sometimes I can't believe it I'm movin' past the feeling I'm movin' past the feeling again Meant nothin' at all We're still screamin' In the suburbs I I learned to drive And you told me we'd never survive Grab your mother's keys we're leavin'

Take me downtown barney lock me up Read me my rights put me in cuffs And I’ll do my time raise my right hand And I’ll tell the judge I’ll do that shit again Somebody better call the law We done took it outside we’re about to brawl Ol’ boy done put his

My babe, she gives me everything She gives me everything I need Moving up and down and from side to side With so many things to do I want to go again I want another ride This time should see it through We never realized as the years rolled by No we never

God knows I'm trying I cannot tell who is my friend I need distance between me and them Gonna have to teach me how to love you again God knows I'm trying for you I seen man turn fool for the money one too many times I seen some girls turn their back on

It's not all my fault again (I can't let go) In spite of you I'm lost again (I still fell down) It's time to show me why I'm fighting The status quo is not a punishment But now it feels like home Let's give all our hands Not again, not another excuse The

She was a level-headed dancer on the road to alcohol And I was just a soldier on my way to montreal Well she pressed her chest against me About the time the juke box broke Yeah, she gave me a peck on the back of the neck And these are the words she spoke