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She walks into Smokey's
one hip at a time Like a broken field runner slippin' through the lines He likes the way she looks so he calls a little wife says don't wait up for me, I'll be workin late tonight. Wife hangs up the phone bursts into tears calls her sister up and cries get over here. Sister tells her boyfriend be back in awhile boyfriend wants a beer, the store is just a mile. Leaves the motor runnin' he'll only be a minute, his car drives away with teenagers in it. Driver tells his buddies, got one life to live they scream into the night, lets get it over with. Chorus: Cause and effect, chain of events, all of the chaos makes perfect sense, when we're spinnin' round, things come undone. Welcome to the earth, third rock from the sun. The kid guns the gas, car starts to swerve Heads for a semi-truck, jumps the curb Truck hits a bigboy in the Shoney's parking lot Flies through the air, takes out the bank clock Clock strikes a light pole, transformer sparks lines go down, town goes dark. Waitress calls the cops says she saw it all swears a giant alien has landed at the mall Cops ring up the mayor says there's panic in the street, hate to wake you up but we cant find the chief, mayor says use your head, if he ain't in his car he's hiding from his wife, down at Smokey's bar Chorus X2 Welcome to Earth third rock from the sun. X3 |
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Neon lights, draw me like a moth to a flame
Mama raised me right that just leaves me to blame When I get a little sideways on a honky-tonk tear I'm old enough to know better but I'm still too young to care Cowgirls with an attitude boots and tight blue jeans Take my mind off doing right and doing other things When the weekend's gone, I won't have a dime to spare I'm old enough to know better, but I'm still too young to care Monday morning, I wake up with a hammer in my hand The boss-man yelling something at me that I don't understand I don't know how I got to work, but I sure know I'm there I'm old enough to know better, but I'm still too young to care When the eagle flies on Friday, well he barely leaves the ground I've got just enough left to get dressed up and head back to town Boss says, "Son having all that fun won't get you anywhere"{ I'm old enough to know better, but I'm still too young to care Monday morning I wake up with a hammer in my hand The boss-man yelling something at me that I don't understand I don't know how I got to work, but I sure know I'm there I'm old enough to know better, but I'm still too young to care I'm old enough to know better, but I'm still too young to care |
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I came in as the sun came up.
She glared at me over her coffee cup. She said: "Where you been?" so I thought real hard, And said: "I fell asleep in that hammock in the yard." She said: "You don't know it boy but you just blew it." An' I said: "Well that's my story and I'm stickin' to it." "That's my story. "Oh, that's my story. "Well, I ain't got a witness and I can't prove it. "But that's my story and I'm stickin' to it." I got that deer in the headlight look. She read my face like the cover of a book. And said: "Don't expect me to believe all that static, "'cause just last week, I threw that hammock in the attic." My skin got so thin you could see right through it. And I stuttered: "Well that's my story and I'm stickin' to it." "That's my story." (That's my story.) "Oh, that's my story." (That's my story.) "Yeah, I ain't got a witness and I can't prove it, "But that's my story and I'm stickin' to it." You know the time comes when a wise man knows The best thing that he can do is just look her in the eye And beg for mercy and face the bitter truth. "Well honey, me and the boys played cards all night, "There wasn't no hanky panky, not a woman in sight. "And I know I shoulda called and, baby, I'm real sorry. "Let's get a cellular phone and then you won't have to worry. "You know how much I love you and darlin' I'm ready to prove it. "And that's my story and I'm stickin' to it. "That's my story." (That's my story.) "Oh, that's my story." (That's my story.) "Yeah, I ain't got a witness and I can't prove it, "But that's my story and I'm stickin' to it." "You know I ain't gonna do a thing, "Darlin', unless you approve it. "Well that's my story and I'm stickin' to it." |
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Well I ain't afraid of die'n,It's the though of being dead
I wanna go on being me once my eulogys been read Don't spread my ashes out to sea, don't lay me down to rest You can put my mind to ease if you fill my last request Prop me up beside the jukebox if I die Lord I wanna go to heaven but I don't wanna go tonight Fill my boots up with sand, put a stiff drink in my hand prop me up beside the jukebox if I die Just let my headstone be a neon sign Just let in burn in memory of all of my good times Fix me up with a manican just remember i like blondes Ill be the life of the party even when im dead and gone Prop me up beside the jukebox if I die Lord I wanna go to heaven but I don't wanna go tonight Fill my boots up with sand, put a stiff drink in my hand prop me up beside the jukebox if I die Just make your next selection and while your still in line You can pay you last respects one quarter at a time Prop me up beside the jukebox if I die Lord I wanna go to heaven but I don't wanna go tonight fill my boots up with sand put a stiff drink in my hand prop me up beside the jukebox if I die Prop me up beside the jukebox if I die Lord I wanna go to heaven but I don't wanna go tonight fill my boots up with sand put a stiff drink in my hand prop me up beside the jukebox if I die Oh prop me up beside the jukebox if I die |
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(Chick Rains/Tom Shapiro)
Girl, you've got me so confused I don't know what I'm gonna do Part of me says take it slow And part of me says let it go Don't - Stop Don't - Stop Don't stop doing what you're doing to me I think we're moving way too fast We need to take it slow and make it last I can't keep holding back When you keep doing things like that Don't - Stop Don't - Stop Don't stop doing what you're doing to me But I've watched the flame of love go out Burning love takes a toll I don't want to lose control Don't - Stop Don't - Stop Don't stop doing what you're doing to me ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By SHAPIRO/RAINS <i>Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., MIKE CURB MUSIC , MUSIC OF STAGE THREE</i> |
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