Get on top of that thang girl This ain't nothing to relate to You tried, you tried And you tried Go 'head girl, strip it down, close your mouth Get on top of my thang girl Don't hold back When I got on stage, she swore I was six feet tall

In this nothing town It might look a little laid back to ya But it ain't all just porches and plows But don't let that one red light fool ya There's always something going down Sometimes we gotta make it up as we go Got us a sunset sinking into a friday

You want more! (You want more!) But you'll get nothing from me You got the world on it's knees You're taking all that you please You're like the burden we bear You love the hate that we share Where did you think you could go? 'Cause everyone already

Rum rum rum yarr Rum rum ahoy Rum rum gimme more rum The time has come The time for a drink On our mission to get totally drunk We have got nothing to lose Rum is the power Rum is the key

Ooh, God, that's the trouble with me I need the trouble with you I need the trouble with trust Ooh, God, that's the trouble with us Got me fighting naked, nothing sacred We're tearing paint off the walls It's on the edge of emotional I see that look in

Gather 'round the beat like a campfire Singin' folk songs, but not no Kumbaya my Lord Play like Timmies, all we had, nothing else on 46 Got you caught up in the mix Just 'cause I know the late night

Long gone baby Lets get out of this town tonight Nothing but dust in the shadows Gone by morning light Somewhere we wont ever get caught, never be found Baby lets just get out of this town Got it all figured out inside of my head There's a bag packed up

I pick my poison and it's you Nothing could kill me like you do You're going straight to my head But nothing ever gets me high like this And I'm heading straight for the edge Bittersweet ecstasy that you got me in Falling deep I can't sleep tonight And

Out of this goodbye town Nothing but a goodbye town Gotta find a way to finally get out This ain't nothing These streets are only bringing me down You're gonna think of me Right there's the high school where we met We'd sneak out back for a couple kisses

I'm gonna do it my way Take a chance before I fall I got nothing to lose at all A chance before I fall! And I'm heading out to the highway On the highway! Hit 'em boys! Well I've said it before, and I'll say it again You get nothing for nothing: expect