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I passed everything from a Jimmy to a Greyhound bus
I'm gonna spend a few days on the coast at the end of my run
Old giddy-up go and a little bit
darlin'
You never even call me by my name.

You don't have to call me Waylon Jennings
And you don't have to call me Charley Pride
And you don't have to call
have to admit I'm a little bit in love with you

I don't want you gettin me wrong
Because I don't sit up at night by the phone
But you come around
I
the neck
I'm just trying to get by
With my pride a little bit intact

Ask me any question and I'll level with you
(I'm with you)
I didn't ask for anything
a little bit of luck
Gonna pass Red Simpson and his runaway truck
He got the fever
He got the freight-liner fever

[Chorus]

Yeah, I pass 'em all out
what you see in the streets
Despite what you influenced by, the life of crime has many downs
A little bit of ups, and everything you do got
on keeping my cool
But I got to admit
I'm just a little bit in love with you

Now, I don't want you getting me wrong
Because I don't sit up at night by
In memory of you, dear old pal

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spat in their faces and ran for my life

They need that little bit extra
They don't mind if it's only conjecture
They tried to tell me their's was
a crazy situation
Tell me what’s left between me and you

With a little bit love
A little bit tenderness
A little bit love
We can make things right
with the hippies and the hicks
The jocks and bikers they all came to kick it in the sticks

Hey boy hit this mason jar one time
Burned you a little bit
or shine
I got my eye spy to the sky, waitin' on your sign

Roll the dice, take a chance, a chance on me
'Cause you never can tell where a little bit
on day given me a callin’
I’m done fallin’

So I could take off, fly off
Get a little bit of step in my walk
Swear the little kids beggin’ for more
Yeah, I just thought we'd talk about music a little bit too

I'd love to talk about music

Cool, Dilated Peoples album.

You're putting out a photo
A child lies in agony, 
Her mama's none left to spare,
When open mouths anticipate 
A little bit of milk from anywhere.

And across the landscape will
Journey with me as I take you through this nifty little place that
I once used to call home sweet home

My first year in 9th grade, can't forget that day
with the hippies and the hicks
The jocks and bikers they all came to kick it in the sticks

Hey boy hit this mason jar one time
Burned you a little bit
laughing
Later on see me cry

And as it gets colder and the night wears on a little bit
I cool down yes I cool my heels
I remember my father and me down
I'm thinking that its time to get out
My patients are fading fast
The mind bruises just a little bit easier
In dark times and shadows cast

What
this"
'Til Run DMC blew my brains to bits

From leather coats to shell toes to the Stan smiths, to Dapper Dan kicks
First million-dollar deal ever in
angel fallen from on high
I go by many names, but there is one you can't deny

My name is Satan!

Hi everybody! Let me tell you a little bit about
I've got a little hope in my pocket, 
I want to share a bit with you 
Just be careful that you don't drop it, 
But don't worry if you do 
'Cause
I was staring a hole through CMT
Watchin' everybody else who'd been waitin' for me
I thought by now I'd been a household name
After all I had, if
well
It's a little bit like home
It's a situation
Not of my own choosing
And though a gamblin' man
Would say that I was losing
I started out to win
Me and my buddy got us a wild hair
And figured we wanted to go somewhere
So we loaded up in my ragtop Chevrolet
We had a little bit of money