Lyrics:
very sorry, baby, doesn't look like me at all
I'm standing by the window where the light is strong
Ah, they don't let a woman kill you, not in the Tower
very sorry, baby, doesn't look like me at all
I'm standing by the window where the light is strong
Ah they don't let a woman kill you
Not in the tower
got my song and I got you with me tonight.
Maybe it's time we got back to the basics of love.
Let's go to Luckenbach, Texas,
With Waylon and Willie
an old Hank Williams song
Is the lonely, the lonesome, and the gone
There's a place down by the mall
But it ain't what you'd call a honky tonk
They
Don't you agree?
Uhh, and Jon Brion on the keys right now
And Warren Campbell on the keys right now
So they ask me - why you call it Late Registration
Why don't you love me like you used to do?
How come you treat me like a worn out shoe?
My hair's still curly and my eyes are still blue
So why
little pins in that voodoo doll
I'm very sorry, baby, doesn't look like me at all
I'm standing near the window where the light is strong
Oh they don't
man
Even if it don't benefit your goals, do some push-ups, get some discipline
Don't cut them corners like your daddy did, fuck what Ozempic did
That's why I laugh
It's adult to adult now, like if I sent that message to any other adult
Get me high
High
High
I won't let you stay
I won't let you stay
[Liffy Stokes]
I need love, it's off the hizze, think you can please me
Don't hurt me, take it easy girl, we on the E-Way
You know you met me when I
country or rhythm and blues
You're singin' a song about makin' love to your drummer
Well gay guitar-pickers don't turn me on
And we don't all get into
but that's bet that you gone take
I don't get it
I mean do but that way forbidden
I bet Doc want a cut cause he make incensions
So why they ain't break
haters like a doormat
Whole up-do so cold, guess you could call me a cool-cat
I cannot help it
Oozing with manliness and this Australian spirit
Keep
you
Mean? She shouts it out all of the time"
Y'all don't want me to rep
Y'all y'all don't hear when
I rep y'all cause y'all
Be dick-riding everybody
me a profit, bein' broke so exhaustin'
But money bring more problems
You might get put in a coffin, if you don't proceed with caution
And I feel like
motherfuckin' kids
We just some motherfuckin' kids
We love and miss you, Mac
For those of y'all who don't know man
Mac is the whole reason that I started
Doing
Yeah
Did I
Did I
Did I
Did I do enough
Did I plant enough seeds
Did I
Did I
Did I
Did I do enough
Do enough so you would love me
Yeah, yeah
Yeah
Do
a hot buttered pop-da-pop-da-pop, dibbie dibbie
Pop-da-pop-pop, you don't dare stop
Come alive, y'all, gimme whatcha got
I guess by now you can take
used to like it when you whispered to me
Tell me that you love me and those beautiful things
Baby, won't you come here 'cause I'm really in need?
I'm
spendin' my younger
Days trying to fill my daddy's shoes
Now that I'm grown I'm a man of my own
I think I know why Lovesick sang
The way he used to do i
on point, yeah
You know they love it like this, yeah
Because we got it like this, yeah
You know we love it like this, yeah
Yeah, it's like this y
at a crosswalk
In my new Mercedes
I forgot to dance when she
Played me like a ukelele
Huh, just another sad love song
Like Toni Braxton
Should've played you like
And like Clayton I'll point at him
And give him the 8 next you a saint
Y'all don't know what a Nickel is
So of course you see your niggas die
So once I aim
the bomb,
but why every nigga that you fuck up liked up dying?
Like my boy Roy but y'all niggas don't feel it,
y'all don't think bitches fucking pussy, can
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