Lyrics:
These times are troubled and these times are good
And they're always gonna be, they rise and they fall
We take 'em all the way that we should
I want to get high.
Well you know when I'm lonely
Bring my woman set her right down here by my side.
Well you know there should be no law
you and I will find that by and by
Hang on
One day the sadness will be good as gone
When you and I arrive in the by and by
City lights (city
and things and stuff things)
I'm going, to move in, on your groove
I'm gonna syncopate, good god!, I'm gonna be so cool
I'm gonna stuff your stuff with
I know better but you're making me forget too
You remind me of James Dean, you look so good!
Mixed with Keith Urban, too Darn perfect!
You lock me
Could be your superman tonight
Who's gonna fix you
The next time you break down
Stranded alone by the side of the road
It's your baggage that's
The gypsy woman told my mother
Before I was born
I got a boy-child's comin'
He's gonna be a son-of-a-gun
He's gonna make pretty women's
Jump
gonna want me back (oh oh oh)
You never miss a good thing 'til it leaves you
And finally, I realize that I need you (ooh)
I want you back
Baby
The gypsy woman told my mother
Before I was born
I got a boy child's comin'
He's gonna be a son of a gun
He gonna make pretty women's
Jump
you gonna leave my woman alone
I'll be glad when you're dead, you rascal, you
Now I'll be glad when you die, you rascal, you, uh-huh
I'll be glad,
you gonna leave my woman alone
I'll be glad when you're dead, you rascal, you
Now I'll be glad when you die, you rascal, you, uh-huh
I'll be glad,
blue eyes
Little miss blue eyes looks so good
I'm gonna bring her to the neighborhood
I'm gonna make every girl in town
Jealous when she's around
to be some hell to pay
I'm gonna get lowdown and dirty, run wild in the night
Lowdown and dirty, do it good, do it right
You see I've reaching for
Gotta do it for the ladies
And I gotta keep it hood
Where we at Polo? Aye
I see you Ryan
Yo Keith nigga you was right
We just gettin' started, yeah
Well, it's a rainy night in Paris,
And I'm sitting by the Seine,
It's a pleasure to be soaking in the European rain,
Now my belly's full of fancy
By the shores of old Lake Michigan
Where the hawk wind blows so cold
An old Cub fan lay dying
In his midnight hour, the toll
Around his bed,
I gotta get while the gettin's good baby get while the gettin's good
Out of your life into a life where I'll be understood
I need a lots of tender
Your dirt roads and your amber waves
Supper clubs and lazy days
Barbecues and crystal meth
There's good cookin', there's good cookin' tonight
I
around
Then I'm gonna take you little girls
Gonna take you right on down with me, yeah
Ho, you just wait and see
I'll be your hoochie coochie man,
When the train rolls by
I'm gonna be ready this time
When the boy gets that look in his eye
I'm gonna be ready this time
When my momma says I look
heads around
Then I'm gonna take you little girls
Gonna take you right on down with me yeah
Ho, you just wait and see
I'll be your hoochie coochie man
good)
Eighteen and over, I wants to bone ya (Yeah, baby)
Eighteen and over (Oh yeah, this is gonna be good)
Now wait a minute
This ain't nothin'
around
Then I'm gonna take you little girls
Gonna take you right on down with me, yeah
Ho, you just wait and see
I'll be your hoochie coochie man,
Papa, I know you're going to be upset
'Cause I was always your little girl
But you should know by now
I'm not a baby
You always taught me right
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