Getting ready to break
Getting ready to go
Get your shoes off and shake
Get your head down and blow
You gotta keep that woman firing
You gotta keep that serpent clean
You gotta make her sound the siren
You gotta hear that lady scream
Because hell, hell is for children
And you know that their little lives can become such a mess
Hell, hell is for children
And you shouldn't have to pay for your love
With your bones and your flesh
When it's all done
You bite your tongue
You're feelin' so young
No cover-ups
You're never alone
If you hear the call
It's all for one
And one for all
Baby we can dance dance dance
Yeah yeah yeah
Girl money
Girl money
Girl money
I was sittin' alone
But not very long
She had a weakness for comin' on strong
She was licking my fingers
And drinking my booze
She whispered sweet nothings
Cause you could be mine
But you're way out of line
With your B word slap rappin'
And your cocaine tongue
You get nothin' done
I said you could be mine, oh
Oh, here it come
Well, train train, take me on out of this town
Train, train, Lord, take me on out of this town
Well, that woman I'm in love with, Lord, she's Memphis bound
See the men paint their faces and cry
(Like some girls) Like some girl, it makes you wonder why
City life, sure its cool, but it cuts like a knife, it's your life
So forget all that you see
It's not reality, it's just a fantasy
I'd like to see you in the morning light
I'd like to feel you when it comes tonight
Now I'm here and I'm all alone
Still I know how it feels
I'm alone again
Remember yesterday
Walking hand in hand
Love letters in the sands
I remember you
And through the sleepless nights
Through every endless day
I wanna hear you say
"I remember you."
Talk about love
Talk about love
I've been around this great big world, yeah
Had my share of shady deals and girls, hey
Now, I've been thinking of the coming attraction
The wink of an eye and the gleam of satisfaction
Talk about love
Talk about love
Here she comes, never get enough
Of that sex action
Livin' easy
Lovin' free
Season ticket on a one way ride
Askin' nothin'
Leave me be
Takin' everythin' in my stride
Don't need reason
Don't need rhyme
Ain't nothin' that I'd rather do
Goin' down
Party time
My friends are gonna be there too
I'm on the highway to hell
Yeah, I'm not a loner, I'm not a fool
Don't need a reason, reason to be cool
I got my whiskey, I got my wine
I got my woman, and this time the lights are going out
High
(Saturday night) High 'n' dry