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| 3:25 | 
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This ain't a love song
But don't get me wrong I'm gonna love you all night long while your turning me on, Till the lovin' and the liquor's gone, And if you wanna like me, Girl, you'd better find me before the sun goes down, And if you wanna hate me, It ain't gonna take me long just stick around It's like a match to gasoline I'm nice as hell till I get mean I'll be your Prom King early Mr. Clean, Charmin, Your momma at your front door, And then your late night, bar fight, Damn right I'm the guy passed out on your floor, Ain't gotta spin me around to see There ain't no in-between the two sides of me This ain't rehab I ain't that bad Too many good times to be had I ain't hanging my hat till I'm stumbling down that path But if you wanna like me Better catch me right before the shot goes down, And if you wanna hate me I won't think your crazy There's other girls in town, right now I'm Mr. Right but that ain't gonna last all night! |
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| 2. |
| 3:18 |
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(Lets go)
(Nightmare) (Rock) Dressed head to toe black on black, three bunnies in the back of my Cadillac. With me its gonna be a good story to tell; cash, grass, and ass on the highway to hell. Be careful what you wish for when you dream I make the good girls bad, and bad girls worse; nice guys are last 'cause I’m always first. I’m a freak show sucker for how it feels; turn the girl next door into hell on heels. I’m red white blue tattooed and just don’t care; I’m the all-American nightmare. If you wanna run away I can give you a ride, I’m a one way ticket to the darker side. So come with me, baby lets lose some sleep. But don’t mistake me for a dream. I make the good girls bad, and bad girls worse; nice guys are last 'cause I’m always first. I’m a freak show sucker for how it feels; turn the girl next door into hell on heels. I’m red white blue tattooed and just don’t care; I’m the all-American nightmare. They try to lock me up and throw away the key, but they're never gonna hold down a freak like me. I'm an outcast, smoking grass living for free, and I got everything you want, but nothing that you need. (stick to me baby) (Oh) I make the good girls bad, and bad girls worse; nice guys are last 'cause I’m always first. I’m a freak show sucker for how it feels; turn the girl next door into hell on heels. I’m red white blue tattooed and just don’t care; I’m the all-American nightmare. I’m the all-American nightmare I’m the all-American nightmare And I've got nothing that you need. |
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| 3. |
| 4:07 |
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I'm living Life with no regrets
They're on their way buy ain't here yet I just left Las Vegas in bad bad shape I only call home if I get the chance Every other night a new romance Wake up just in time to miss the day And I'm talking to the man in the mirror And I think I hear him say Whatcha gonna do When the whiskey ain't working no more And life don't feel like before Whatcha gonna do Whatcha gonna do When the ride ain't coming no more Nobody's beatin down your door Whatcha gonna do I've been down too low Down in the streets But I'm high enough to make believe That I ain't ever gonna hit the ground The one that got away from me Every now and then she calls to see If I'm alive or plan to settle down Well I called her drunk last night And I think I heard her say Whatcha gonna do When the whiskey ain't working no more And life don't feel like before Whatcha gonna do Whatcha gonna do When the ride ain't coming no more Nobody's beatin down your door Whatcha gonna do I can't sleep and I can't hide Because these voicees in my head are getting louder Getting louder every night I'm living life with no regrets They're on their way but ain't here yet Whatcha gonna do When the whiskey ain't working no more And life don't feel like before Whatcha gonna do Whatcha gonna do When the ride ain't coming no more Nobody's beatin down your door Whatcha gonna do |
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| 4. |
| 3:34 |
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I've never been so happy to see a girl leave
Take your filthy little hands off my dirty ripped jeans You told me you hated my GNR shirt Shoulda known then, this is never gonna work But like what you like, don't matter to me Just leave the jack and take your hennessy Take your Kanye out of my player please Led Zepplin 45 is stayin' with me [Chorus] Hey ho Ain't nothin' little 'bout rock n roll Hey ho Rap it up and hip-hop down the road Hell no Don't turn down my radio If you're a dirty little rocker Baby come on and let it show And scream "Hey ho" You never liked any damn song I wrote You spent my money and you smoked my smoke Pumpin' lame-ass beats in your foreign car It ain't real music without guitar I like Jimmy Hendrix, baby don't you know I like gettin' high, not ridin' low [Chorus] You can wait me in line, at the club, if you wanna Shake your ass all night, but I'm gonna Find a rocker chick that'll bang to Nirvana Yo, ho! You gotta go! You ain't nothin' but a... [Chorus] Never been so happy to see a girl leave Take your Little Wayne outta my player please Shoulda never let you smoke my smoke I like gettin' high, not ridin' low If you're a dirty little rocker Baby come on and let it show And scream "Hey, ho!" |
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| 5. |
| 3:37 |
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I'm leaving tonight
Down the same dirt road A million times I've driven just to get home And I ain't ever looking back For nothing Headed for the coast Looking for the high life Everybody knows It's nothing but a good time And i sold everything I had For something I can't seem to find So this is the life they talked about This is the I can't live without When the real world crashes down Oh if they could see me now When all the dreams are all your own Turn to nightmares all alone It hits you right between the eyes This is the life This is the life These four walls feel more like a prison Instead of pure highs I couldn't wait to live in So I just drink myself to sleep Again Can't escape my mind This ain't like a movie It's getting hard to hide The more it's doin to me Don't know how long I can keep From going Crazy all the time So this is the life they talked about This is the I can't live without When the real world crashes down Oh if they could see me now When all the dreams are all your own Turn to nightmares all alone It hits you right between the eyes This is the life This is the life Nothings ever what it seems Maybe that grass ain't so green Nothings ever out of reach When you're seventeen So this is the life they talked about This is the I can't live without When the real world crashes down Oh if they could see me now When all the dreams are all your own Turn to nightmares all alone It hits you right between the eyes This is the life This is the life yeahh |
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| 6. |
| 4:12 |
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Almost midnight
I'm just sittin' at the bar You slide ride up Whisper "I know who you are" And you want a little company tonight You need a little love, I can give it to you right Be careful what you wish for If I'm gonna drive, girl it's gonna be one hell of a ride Wakin' up the devil Rattlin' the cage inside of me I miss him a little When he gets out, we're one hell of a team I know when I leave He locks up and throw away the key But his hand's on the wheel and my foot's on the pedal Wakin' up the devil Up walks some guy Starin' a hole through me Grabs her too tight Then he pulls her off my knee I didn't come here lookin' for a fight But if you're gonna bark boy, you better have a bite I ain't been crazy in a really long time But you're about to need a good friend tonight Wakin' up the devil Rattlin' the cage inside of me I miss him a little When he gets out, we're one hell of a team I know when I leave He locks up and throw away the key But his hand's on the wheel and my foot's on the pedal Wakin' up the devil Pretty girls and whiskey Quarter bags and dimes Put it in my face, I'm gonna do it every time But try to keep me quiet Try to hold me down Damn it feels like heaven every time he comes around Wakin' up the devil Rattlin' the cage inside of me I miss him a little When he gets out, we're one hell of a team I know when I leave He locks up and throw away the key But his hand's on the wheel and my foot's on the pedal Wakin' up the devil |
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| 7. |
| 3:48 |
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You're waitin' by the car as I pull in
And this is where the ending begins Lookin' like you made up your mind Like anything I say would be a waste of your time But it's too little too late Too bad that we can't save it Are we really gonna leave this way? Give it all up and drive away? Girl, I swear I wasn't runnin' around Just got sick of you puttin' me down And who died and made you queen? You can't put this all on me Girl, our love's on the line right now Should we fight or turn around? I know there's gotta be more to this thing Than two hearts goin' their separate ways Red tail lights in the pourin' rain And baby, just roll that window down I really wanna talk this thing out And we ain't gonna get nowhere screamin' But if you believe every word you heard I'm probably better off, that you're leavin' Girl, I swear I wasn't runnin' around Just got sick of you puttin' me down And who died and made you queen? You can't put this all on me Girl, our love's on the line right now Should we fight or turn around? I know there's gotta be more to this thing Than two hearts goin' their separate ways Red tail lights in the pourin' rain Too little too late Too bad that we can't save it Are we really gonna leave this way? Give it all up and drive away? Girl, I swear I wasn't runnin' around Just got sick of you puttin' me down And who died and made you queen? You can't put this all on me Girl, our love's on the line right now Should we fight or turn around? I know there's gotta be more to this thing Than two hearts goin' their separate ways Red tail lights in the pourin' rain (Too little, too late) in the pourin' rain (Too bad that we can't save it) in the pourin' rain (Are we really gonna leave this way?) Give it all up and drive away? (Too little), I'm just a little too late You're waitin' by the car as I pull in And this is where the ending begins |
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| 3:29 |
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You're one mean stripper with a microphone
And I'd respect you more if you just took off your clothes You're a waste of three minutes and a dance routine And your daddy had to buy the record company Guess I'll be the bad guy So get mad at me I'm only sayin' what everybody thinks You ain't no Madonna No you ain't no pop queen You're just a "pre-Madonna" suckin' up the paparazzi Gotta shake that ass 'cause we know you can't sing You think that you're the real deal You're nothin' but a strip tease I can only listen to you in a magazine You're the reason there ain't music on MTV And I got a stack of ones, but it ain't for your CD I'm only sayin' what everybody thinks You ain't no Madonna No you ain't no pop queen You're just a pre-Madonna suckin' up the paparazzi Gotta shake that ass 'cause we know you can't sing You think that you're the real deal You're nothin' but a strip tease So take it off nice and slow Or take it off my radio You ain't no Madonna No you ain't no pop queen You're just a pre-Madonna fuckin' all the paparazzi Gotta shake that ass 'cause we know you can't sing You think that you're the real deal You're nothin' but a strip tease |
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| 3:41 |
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Sittin' here with an empty bottle
Down to my last cigarette No missed calls and alcohol I guess that's all that I got left No one saw what you did to me this time And a million times before I look like a devil's child You're the one who slammed the door Everybody thinks they know me You're the saint and I'm the phony But you're the one who faked it all along Everybody sees you cryin' Lyin' lookin' like you're dyin' Everybody knows what's goin' on But everybody's wrong Ain't I the kind of guy your momma Told you not to hang around? Sure enough you know who's gonna Break your heart and bring you down But she never saw you out at midnight Actin' like you own the bar To me you ain't no angel's child I know who you are Everybody thinks they know me You're the saint and I'm the phony But you're the one who faked it all along Everybody sees you cryin' Lyin' lookin' like you're dyin' Everybody knows what's goin' on But everybody's wrong about the one who needs To let it out and just come clean I've lost it all but I can't be your loser anymore Everybody thinks they know me You're the saint and I'm the phony But you're the one who faked it all along Everybody sees you cryin' Lyin' lookin' like you're dyin' Everybody knows what's goin' on Everybody thinks they know me You're the saint and I'm the phony But you're the one who faked it all along Everybody sees you cryin' Lyin' lookin' like you're dyin' Everybody knows what's goin' on But everybody's wrong |
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| 3:39 |
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By the time that the Stones came on
We were stoned out of our minds I know it's only rock n' roll But it's the soundtrack of our lives No matter how crazy life gets I can feel right at home sweet home Every time I put that record on The first time I got a whole lotta love I wanted a whole lot more In the back seat baby made me feel like maybe We were knockin' on Heaven's door And "Walk This Way" still to this day Makes me wanna drink all night long Every time I put that record on (Come on, come on) Turn, turn, turn it up loud Light you one up and pass it around The song remains the same as life goes on (And on, and on) Turn, turn, turn the page Back to that first time and place When you felt like you were living in that song And put that record on Life's been a crazy train Barely kept in on the tracks If you think it's a shame that I act this way Blame it on "Back in Black" I'm glad I did everything I did And I forget what I've done wrong Every time I put that record on (Come on, yeah) Turn, turn, turn it up loud Light you one up and pass it around The song remains the same as life goes on (And on, and on) Turn, turn, turn the page Back to that first time and place When you felt like you were living in that song And put that record on And let it play, and take it back to yesterday (Come on, better sing it now) Turn, turn, turn it up loud Light you one up and pass it around The song remains the same as life goes on (And on, and on) Turn, turn, turn the page Back to that first time and place When you felt like you were living in that song And put that record on Put that record on Put that record on On and on |
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