Author: lyricspedia

Yeah, who'd thought that this little dude right here? Chris Brown, prissy boy from Tappahannock, Virginia (Ha ha, ha) I ain't think this voice would get me this far God pulled a fast one (Ha ha) V.A. this one's for y'all, baby All my dudes in E-Town, stay up And for my team, Mark Pitts,...

Okay, check it, check it, check it out It's Santana again steppin', steppin', steppin' out (Uh) One of the brand new big boy toys I do big boy things, I make big boy noise, 'cause I know what girls want (Want), I know what they like (Like) They wanna stay up (Ayy!) and party all...

Out in the country past the city limits sign Well, there's a honky-tonk near the county line The joint starts jumping every night when the sun goes down They got whiskey, women, music and smoke It's where all the cowboy folk go to boot-scooting boogie Well, I've got a good job. I work hard for...

Lipstick letters across the mirror this morning Said, "Goodbye, baby." You left without warning Like a thief in the night, you ran away with my heart I can't believe my eyes, must be a bad dream You always said we had a good thing Never once let on we were falling apart That ain't no...

I keep thinking any minute you'll be coming home honey I ain't seen nothing of you in a month of Sundays Tell me how long gone you're gonna be? All you said was you had to get going Oh but baby I wouldn't mind knowing How long gone you're gonna be? How am I supposed...

Hello, heartache. Who let you in? I swore the last time, "Never again." Back together just you and me Where's you old friend Mr. Misery? I went and did it. I dropped my guard I fell in and I fell hard Now she's saying she's found someone new How could I have been such a...

She's dressed to kill in a dress he bought her She wouldn't care if he walked in and caught her She's come to dance a dance or two Ain't no telling what by the time the night is through She found out the hard way about him She's out to find out how she'll do...

I'm a hard-working man I wear a steel hard hat I can ride, rope, hammer and paint Do things with my hands that most men can't Can't get ahead no matter how hard I try I'm getting really good at barely getting by Barely getting by Got everything I own by the sweat of my...

Oh, up in the backwoods, down in the holler Old boys feeling like a dog on a collar Keeping that chain pulled tight Waiting on Saturday night Put on the smell-good, put on Skynard Head into to town like a NASCAR winner Cruising back an' forth to the Tasty-Freeze Everywhere you look, all you see...

The tall weeds lay flat down On the hard flat Kansas ground And a sad song in her head Kept going 'round She barely even knew his name But she liked the way he played the game And everybody cheered When he scored that last touchdown Indian summer The wonder The hunger And the sound...