Damn you talk to me! Little girl what's your name Now don't you go looking at me like that You might see I'm ashamed, what's your name Talk with me, won't you talk with me Oh pretty girl It ain't too hip faking lines you ain't taking But your lips make

Don't take your guns to town son Leave your guns at home Bill Don't take your guns to town A young cowboy named Billy Joe grew restless on the farm A boy filled with wonderlust who really meant no harm He changed his clothes and shined his boots And

I've seen girls like you in here before Watched broken hearts break Through that door a time or two And I'll bet he packed all his things You set out to curse his name and have a few And I'll bet you're doin' your best to move on Well, you're not the

I've never been too good at all those sexual games I'm in love with you baby and I don't even know your name I'm in love with you baby I don't even know your name So maybe it's just better if we leave it this way Well I was sitting at a roadhouse down on

All we do, all we do All we do is lay here Your body's a perfect getaway We can make a perfect getaway Let's not let this moment get away Hey girl, hey girl, what's your name? Come on and let me rock your world I know you wanna let me take you there

You're five years dead Uptown downtown Haven't seen your face around Paper said you shot a man Trigger happy punk down in Chinatown Sexy Sue from Hong Kong Asked around right or wrong Outta town change your name Or ya get five years with a ball and chain

And the world's gonna know your name Standing in the Hall of Fame 'Cause you burn with the brightest flame And you'll be on the walls of the Hall of Fame Yeah, you can be the greatest, you can be the best You can be the King Kong bangin' on your chest

But if the rain stops falling, falling on you And your heart stops breaking, breaking in two If the light starts fading, baby don't move Just say my name, stay right there I'll come running for you We had a good run But I knew, I knew, I knew I knew this

What's your name? Shootin' you straight, little girl? What's your name, little girl? Won't you do the same? What was your name, little girl? Well, its eight o'clock in Boise, Idaho I'll find my limo driver Mister, take us to the show I done made some

Let me show you the way to my Let me show you the way to my Let me help you explain your mind Want to help you explain your mind Sweet little boy, Johnny Sweet little boy, Roger Hello, my name is Johnny Well 'ello, my name is Johnny I like to explain