Lyrics:
R.I.P we just killed the club
Drank patron out the bottle almost killed a thug
Right now I'm so high I can't feel the drugs
Too many haters in
I'll be found,
For what's hiding by the morning
Will be chased by daylight's hounds.
[x3]
The brightest lights
Cast the darkest shadows,
two or three friends
[Chorus]
These are the things
These are the things
The things that dreams are made of
These are the things
These are
hold each other tight
You're heart and mine
In three quarter mine
And we'll waltz in love tonight
The day is finally over
The kids are all in bed
uncreative peasants
by the lessons of the untalented ones
signed by your most stupidest A&R
We'll see how far representation information
you take the 3.10 to Yuma
You can see the ghosts of outlaws go ridin' by (Ridin' by)
In the sky (In the sky), way up high
The buzzards keep circlin'
know I'll be okay
Good love is on the way
Three years broken hearted
Now her ghost is finally gone
Done with broken people
This is me I'm working
you're here by my side
You're as close to me as two is to three
And the door is still open to my heart
(I'm not ashamed to cry)
(It's better than
high's the water, mama?
Three feet high and risin'
How high's the water, papa?
She said it's three feet high and risin'
Well, the hives are gone,
I
Kill
Time is running out
Prophecy is a mean thing
The prophets are together
No one will be permitted to get in this area
Except by special
She came down from Cincinnati
It took her three days on the train
Lookin' for some peace and quiet
Hoped to see the sun again
But now she lives
Three women
in thirty days
tell me seriously
our dating days
are over and done
are dead and gone
it seems that no matter
She came down from Cincinnati
It took her three days on the train
Lookin' for some peace and quiet
Hoped to see the sun again
But now she lives
of skirt, kit for a victim
A three-stage pleasure on a principle
As I step and drop a syllable (yyyyo!)
A syllabus spoken by the 3rd on sss-swooin
must say out loud!
Your once, twice
Three times a lady
And I love you.
Yes, your once, twice
Three times a lady
And I love you!
When we are
should scare you away
These are my confessions
Slipped my mind the last two times, silly me, I guess I gotta give you part three of my confessions
Once
(Chorus)
The dice of death are calling
While the truck of time is falling
By the thumb stuck out on the highway of the years.
The tollgate
Gotta do what I gotta do
Yeah
Uh, all my exes live in Texas like I'm George Strait
Or they go to Georgia State where, tuition is handled
By
to be right where you are
Baby, baby, baby bring me down
You can look me in the eye and break my heart
Break my heart
Six am, unruffled pillow
Make believe our lips are blending
In a phantom kiss, or two, or three
Might as well make believe I love you
For to tell the truth
I only tell
favorites
Well down on the sea there're three tall palm trees wavin' in the breeze
And they say that maybe Annie Palmer's three husbands
Are buried under
I must be crazy now
Maybe I dream too much
But when I think of you
I long to feel your touch
To whisper in your ear
Words that are old as time
tune with you.
Your draw is fast as lightning
My eyes are captured by your moves.
You ride in three-ring splendor
I find I'm rising with the crowd
Too
A cold beer's got twelve ounces
A good truck's got maybe three hundred thousand
You only get so much until it's gone
Duracells in a Maglite
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