Wanna be evil Purple Yellow Red and Blue Wanna do is Live in ectascy I know what's best for me I can't help it It's this hopeless itch

Don't worry 'bout me You should worry 'bout you, yeah, yeah Keep doing what you do best, babe That's loving only yourself, babe You should worry 'bout you (Oh, oh) Yeah, that's your problem, so fix it 'Cause I ain't none of your business Now I've been

As we go along For what it's worth I was only trying to wake you up We were kids, trying to make it up (Trying to wake it up) I was only trying I tell you boy I pay my weight in gold I ain't the best at times, I'm told I'm a dog when I'm on the drink

Don't you hear, don't you hear them falling Workin' from seven to eleven every night It really makes life a drag I don't think that's right I've really been the best of fools I did what I could, yeah 'Cause I love you, baby How I love you, darling How I

Last night, I lost the best friend I've ever had Well she's gone of and left me, oh make me feel so bad Well it's early in the morning, Baby and my love come falling down to you I want you to tell me babe, honey what are we gonna do? Well I wait 'till

Well I only brought three, what you lookin' at me for? She's dressed in white and putting off crying Well you're the best man, so what's the plan? Why don't you talk to Matty about it? I said, I only brought three like I told you before We're gonna have

I'll take the rain I used to think As birds take wing They sing through life so why can't we? You cling to this You claim the best If this is what you're offering The rain came down The rain came down on me

I want the best of both worlds If we could have the best of both worlds An' honey I know what it's worth Now I know all I want I don't know what I been livin' on But it's not enough to fill me up I need more than just words can say I need everything this

We are not your kind No hard feelings I'm tired of being right About everything I've said Give it to 3 I’m going to show you how to do it if you know what I mean Old does not mean dead New does not mean best Yours does not mean mine

When you play a country song backwards It sounds a little crazy A little scattered and absurd But that's what you get You get your house back You get your dog back You get your best friend Jack back You get your truck back You get your hair back