This is power, this is power This is power, this is power, power, power I'll fill you up with bones that can never break Take you to a darker shade of grey Warm you like a sun that'll never fade I'll give you every heart of a hundred souls You can be the

Hemingway's whiskey Hemingway's whiskey, warm and smooth and mean Even when it burns, it'll always finish clean He didn't like it watered down, he took it straight up and neat If it was bad enough for him, you know it's bad enough for me Ah, it's tough

Hey baby, I'm a country man Hey, I'm a country man A city boy can't do the things I can You need hands, rough not soft To come and warm you up up in that cold hayloft Let me hold you little darling in my big strong arms Can't get these kind of muscles

Whiskey’d up, that wantin’ you again Starts kickin’ back in and I’m late night calling you up My heart starts hurtin’ when that bourbon starts burning And I can’t help but touch that stuff It’s just like you all warm and smooth Even though I know that

Warm my heart to remind And hold my head up high And help me to survive Take me for a ride Break me up and steal what's left inside And make them pray The iniquity has died inside and left a scar I'm all red and done Bring me peace and wash away my dirt

Lady, we can lay here and be lazy Let it all go, I'll be a pillow, slide just a little closer, let me warm you up Darling, drown in a river that you're caught in I wanna get lost in your silhouette, and don't forget that red, wet kiss on my lips. We

Welcome to the Hotel California Such a lovely place (such a lovely place) Such a lovely face On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light My head grew

It was not two days. a night and a day I look back at the man I was before A sorry stranger banged up on the shore Your warm arms tore the walls down. The devil with the damned things anyway They were of no use, just a frame From there he would watch,

Welcome to the Hotel California Such a lovely place (such a lovely place) Such a lovely face On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light My head grew

Pop a Perky just to start up (pop it, pop it pop it) Pop two cups of purple just to warm up (two cups, drank) I heard your bitch she got that water (Splash, drip, drip, woo, splash) Slippery, 'scuse me, please me (please) Arm up, or believe me, believe