One, two, a-one, two
Huh
Here we go

I don't wanna taste your taste in my mouth
And I don't wanna see your face in my space
Yeah, and I don't wanna ride to where you wanna drive me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, with your nine inch nails, you're gonna crucify me

And I know baby

Hey you!

Rio Grande crawling with desperation
Hard drugs linin' the gunny sack
The air is thick with desperation
A new life waits for the wetback

Crossing the borderline
Into the fire

Now this is where Juan left his family
You can still smell the blood in hi

Wake up in the morning, in the middle of the night
Pass by the mirror, make sure I'm lookin' right, uh

Tattoo it on my arm, on the back of your neck
In between your legs baby, so you won't forget me, uh

Don't you worry, it's gonna be alright
I'm in a hurry, I'm gonna driv

Rollin' down to Pontchartrain
Honeysuckle running though her veins
Up and down on the great Big Easy
Hold on till the levee breaks

Woah, woah, woah, woah (oh yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (wooh)

Baptize you up in the muddy water
Bring you down, down, down to New Or

Sidewalk blind, an old tin cup,
Looking down I can't look up
Long gone ain't coming back
It's later than I want it to be
And long cold nights without much sleep
Miss you babe
Come closer

You gotta run downtown
You gotta jump online
Got something goin' all th

There's a wise old tale 'Bout the same old Hell Only the devil is changed With two brand new lovers Rolling in the covers Everybody wants some strange We all know somebody Gonna tell you just

There's a wise old tale
About the same old hell
Only the devil is changed
With two brand new lovers
Rolling in the covers
Everybody wants some strange

We all know somebody's gonna tell you just want to do
But it don't mean nothin' 'less it's got something for me and

I'm laying here dreaming
'Bout how it used to be
Between you and me
Staring out, spacing out
Thinking about amnesty
I'm gonna set you free, yeah

Trump card, don't play it
Watch your tongue, don't say it
We gotta wait it out
Wait it out cause
When the bed

Is that that new thing, Joe?
It better be, huh?
Talk to me, chief
It that it, Joe?
Well, that's cool though, haha
Alright

Sometime you gotta roll with it up
Some things are better left in a closet
Some things, just lay it on the table
Sometime gotta stop, go

I got on champagne on the table
In a hand-blown crystal glass
Antique china, sterling silver
Got the pheasant on my glass
I got my 747 with my own bedroom
But i ain't got you
No, i ain't got you, hey, baby

I got more change in my pocket
Than your boyfriend will

I said, oh, watchin' them fall
Never heard it all
One by one, thought I'd find the sun
Melitng down
Soon I'd hit the gournd
Up so fast
The future in the past

Oh, oh
The future's in the past, wooh
Oh yeah, hey, uh

Well, I was thinkin' it's the real thin

Down below the circle
Round and round down below
Bound by condition
Drowning in sorrow

Now get it up
Arriba, 'riba
Oh, oh, oh
Get it up

Building your own temple
Earth, wood and stone
Wrap your feet in velvet
Walking east back home

Now get it

They lied about Bin Laden
They lied about Hussein
They lied about Castro
They lied about Cobain
They lied about Egypt
The Russians and the Jews
They lyin' in the church house
None of them is true

Time just keeps on changin'
(No change)
We all stay the sa

Well, I've been a sinner
All of my days
Been a certified hell hound
I changed my ways

Yeah, she crawled around the floor on her hands and knees
Rollin' on her back tryin' to show it to me
Long black hair swingin' outta control
All that temptation's messin' with my s

Oh

Lost in a sea of memories
Learning to fly again
Morning comes early, oh
Trying to trust these wings

\'Cause when I fall, I fall deep (ahh)
When I crawl, I\'ll come running to you babe
Running to you baby

Now I\'ve gotta sort out these dreams
Feels lik

Why you workin' so hard, baby?
You could be makin' it easy
You know it pisses me off sometimes
When you start acting sleazy

I'm under so much pressure
You know there's not much blowin' up
Feelin' under the gun sometimes
Makes me feel like throwin' up

I said, "

Well, the sun's up, it's 6:30
Fell asleep with the TV on again
Take five, check out the weather
It's monday morning for the single mom

And a, works hard till 5:30
And once a week she gettin' down and dirty
Backstage without a pass
This one's for you, it's tattooed o

If I were a healer, I'd use my hands
I'd put a spell on you if I were a magic man
If I was Jesus,Buddha or a Kain
If I were a blues man or all I can sing about
how I want to be your hootchie cootchie man
You got me in and outa your pain

OH YEAH
Come on baby tell me

Oh well, a standing question
One more time again, yeah
Looking for a mass solution
Counting on another man, well

Well, duck down, I'm taking cover
Everything's been getting rougher
Stand up or be degraded
Some things are simply overrated

(Runnin' out) we're ru

Uh huh

Well, she got back and up front
She's everything any country boy need, wooh
Inside is outside
Now what you see is what she got up her sleeve, yeah

I'm talkin' tan leather and wild honey
Heaven fields on a sunny day
All five senses, wooh, they're poppin' atc