Lyrics:
Questions
(Words and Music by Blake Rainey and Young Antiques)
As I woke up at dawn
I heard the police on my lawn
Never have they stayed so long
in vain I could tell
One night a wild young cowboy came in wild as the west Texas wind
Dashing and daring a drink he was sharing with wicked
a good friend
A good friend you pick me up and showed me 'round
But I've been drinking all by myself I barely even leave the house
So one more drink
Two boxes of detergent and a paint gun
And an emergency squirt gun to spray A-1
So one more time for old time's sake
Dre, drop that beat
You've left my ring by the soap,
Now is that love?
You cleaned me out you could say broke,
Now is that love?
The better better better it gets
to live the golden rule
The responsibility she has is much more than a man
But if she does one little thing, she's not worth a
Two whoops and a holler,
let me know.
Well, you drink for ten and you smoke for twenty
And your fickle heart will never be true
But still I feel the wind in from the harbor
You should know (by now) really
That this could end, really
You should know I could never make it work
Wake up
Let's pretend, really
Really
Babe
Do
Last night
(Our lovers quarrel)
I was thinking about you
(More than I can say)
And it was kind of dirty
(All night)
And the way that you looked
the bartender bring me more drinks
Two drinks, three drinks, four drinks
I might just down the whole bottle, yeah
Might just drink away all my problems, yeah
Tell
talking to my people, you know that it occurred to me
It's more than just a feeling--it's a philosophy
Heavy makes you happy, drying up your drink
Oh,
just hook it up for the night
I go by the name of Blake
If you tryna be mine, I gotta let you know
I don't want problems
Nobody gonna have to know
something to drink
Better get it by now (ah) (by now)
Gotta break it down (right now)
'Cause I don't wanna stop no more
Now we're coming up on the end
I don't wanna live no more
Sometimes I hear death knockin' at my front door
I'm livin' every day like a hustle, another drug to juggle
Another
Don't start me on the liquor
I'll drink it all down straight
I'll make a toast to love
But I drink the most
When I got somebody to hate
I
skirt
She dances barefoot an' her feet don't hurt
We drink pa-pays by the moonlit shore
And when we kiss she hollers "More, More, More
the day the harbor pulled away
I think about your warm white sheets unfolding
The more I have to drink
The more that I can think to say
the lights low, had a few more drinks
And the next thing we know, your lips on me
Put it on so you can take it off of me
Cashmere, left it lying by your
seem really
Quite the thing to do, no.
Think I'll drink up a little more wine, to ease my worried mind.
And walk down on the street, and leave my blues
Laurent glasses
And I've realized that I've arrived
Cause it take more than a magazine to kill my Vibe
Does he write his own rhymes, well sort of, I
When I get dragged down by the problems of the day
I watch my inspiration as it slips away
I start to think 'bout the things are goin' fine
I
This is more than a crush
Yeah
It was Harlem at the Rukus
I saw you with your man, a smiling, huh
A coach bag in your hand
I was laying in
and cannot sense the changes
Lets have another drink, dear, before we get deranged
I can see me in the morning; avoiding your detection
Slowly down
And I'm still drunk by the end of the night
I don't drink like everybody else
End up forgetting things about myself
I'm stubborn I'm forward head's just
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