Lyrics:
your blood?
Did it come from your daddy and mama?
Were you converted by an Alabama song on the radio?
That feels so right
Did you lock eyes with
guitar
By the pool bar
Stoke the fire we can go all night
Just your average Joes
Going Blow for blow
With a couple cold cans of Coors Light
Ain't messin'
The hell you need a chaser when
All this liquor is watered down?
Wait, see all them lines is fuck boy chat
Don't be so impressed by all
That fuck boy rap
fuck boy chat
Don't be so impressed by all that fuck boy rap
This money gon' leave you empty if you just want that
See, my joy lies in the son and you
skilled
He's not sentimental, don't bother him at all
How many of his pals have been killed
Last night the wind was whisperin', I was trying to make
skilled
He's not sentimental, don't bother him at all
How many of his pals have been killed
Last night the wind was whisperin', I was trying to make
message on channel seven (channel seven)
Attention all radios (radios)
Sorry for disrupting your lame talk shows (talk shows)
One more mission to do (to do)
wheel's spinnin', love's in the air, I swear
It's a Saturday mood, honey, feelin' so right
My heart's beatin' faster, hold me tight, all night
We'll dance
I looked up for a moment
Saw your car passing by
But (tell me) where were you going?
It looked like you cried
They played our song on the radio
Did
to start the real fight
Dancing in the moon glow
A solar light show rocked by the radio
Chance says where does love go
With any luck we'll find out tonight
What a perfect night ya'll
This is so beautiful to see
I just wanna give thanks to everybody
Tuning here in the late night radio
You know radio might
Can't wait til you get here
CHORUS
All the lights shining bright in the winter snow
And we all know the songs on the radio
little kisses by the fire
I can do bad all by myself
I can do bad all by myself
I can do bad all by myself
I can do bad all by myself
Okay!
It's 9 o'clock I've got a little
on this town, spare me the truth don't let us down
By bakers blvd. It was hot outside again
A few kids were in the water so we all jumped in
Floated
the night, as cold as ice
The spirits caught up in the astral sphere
We are the time honoured ghosts of a by gone promise
Damned and Necronomicon bound
Our
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Help Me
You gotta help me baby, I can't do it all by myself (repeat 2x)
If you don't help me daddy
Gotta find somebody else
Put on your
is the saga of a single mother
That's been provided by a single brother
I had to write it in a single way
So the radio will play it every single day
hear you shout at me as you go skating by
We are the champions playing loud on the radio station
Everyone sing along with these anthems of our
OF TREES
YOU NEVER KNOW WHERE THE THAT MIGHT LEAD
NIGHTS STILL YOUNG
THERE’S A SWEET FORD TRUCK THAT THING IS JACKED
WITH A BED FULL HOTTIES ALL OF EM
Lean in to me babe
Don't stop when I say so
You can use my broken bones
To mend your aching soul.
We can drive all night
Far away from your broken
Been goin' round and round all day
Bailin' some hay and stacking it all up
Can't wait for the Sun to go down
Roll into town
Shine the old truck up
Climb in buckle up
And reach for my hand
We don't have long
But let's take a ride
It's all I need
If you're by my side
Oh my darlin'
Let's make a deal
Niggas ain't tryna go back, I'm gone You niggas ain't tryna see a sheikh, nigga
Flappin' and clappin' all night, my niggas ain't tryna fuck me I ain't
That girl, she's a party all-nighter,
A little "Funky Cold Medina," little "Strawberry Wine"-er,
That girl, she's a love gunslinger, neon jägerbomb
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