Lyrics:
Making my own city lights
Out of bourbon and the stars of a bar room fight
Face forward in the wind
If you don't know where it is but you know
When 16 ain't enough
It's funny niggas, it's been on my mind lately
When 16 ain't enough, having a dope beat, dope idea
16 bars ain't enough!
How
feels he is being watched by more than just the curious deer
nd west Texas highway transients
t dawn, he begins to feel the first nearly imperceptible
Swing real low from the edge of the stars
Burning in your sleep in the back of a car
Stood up to leave from a curb by the bar
There you go, there you are
for the lads at the bar
Who stuck around for the whole damn show
The fiddle kept the dance floor packed the drum was poundin' too
Playin' songs that
the room but still praying to the most high
Took my pain and tears and turned it into my own wine
This for the days when a nigga felt out of line
Freed by
soul
Ten Cadillacs, a diamond mill
Ten suits of clothes to dress to kill
A ten room house, some Bar B Q
And fifty chicks not over twenty-two
When I Walk In the Room
Always stay silent you know how I move
When I Walk In the Room
Bitches turn head cause they lovin' the view
When I Walk In
Danny.. Danny.. Danny.. Danny.. Danny Boy! - x2
You can hear it in an Irish bar, sung by drunken men
But the only words that I can hear,
Are "sung from
Don't ask don't get lyrics and music by Doug Warriner
West of Belfast tired and cold
We needed a room we pulled off the road
Sat down at a bar fixin
closer day by day
Behind bars, snow looks so white, white as my room
Where are feelings i had
Tears, joy and laughter
My sunshine will you come?
In my
Every time I'm in a room, filled from wall to wall
I feel alone
Thinking that I'll go to bars
Thinking that'll cure my heart
I was so wrong
I'll be
the room but still praying to the most high
Took my pain and tears and turned it into my own wine
This for the days when a nigga felt out of line
Freed by
and Wockhardt (Wock', wock')
Bad lil' bitch, she say she wanna give me head in my car (Woo)
The illest nigga in the room wherever I'm at by far (Yeah)
Ten toes
baby
Lil' baby, oh-ohh, lil' baby
Get out my car lonely
Take care the bar cover
Shawty got an ass so fat she got a scarf over it
I got them rocks
pretend I'm dead
Whilst resting my poor head by the neon light
Let the sun break through
The cracks within my room
The grey sky fades to blue
It
Let's get out of this place
Rude bar songs and light streaked smoke rings blown from women's lips
The jukebox sings and they keep pushing repeat
I walk on water but I ain't no Jesus
I walk on water but only when it freezes
Why are expectations so high? Is
It the bar I set?
My arms, I stretch,
wind blew in that town one god forsaken day
Left me with these memories that just won't go away
Two towns down, in a bar room, on a jukebox by the hour
(This one's goin' out to the strip joints
Yo, meet me at Suzy's Rendez-vous
For every Go-Go Bar
I'ma send this one out to the gentlemen's clubs
Sitting here in this dirty bar
Watching the trash go by
She's selling cigarettes and lollipops
She's got a sparkle in her black eye
She
When the sun goes down on my side of town
That lonesome feeling comes to my door
The whole world turns blue
There's a rundown bar cross the railroad
the locker room
You can't abide change
You're at home on the range
You opened your suitcase
Behind the old workings
To show off the magnum
You deafened
Uh
Hey, hey what to say
Intend to stop me this given day.
And oh, don't live in fear.
Set the mid bar that visits here.
Uh, It's gonna take
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