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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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Well I woke up this morning stumbled out of my rack
I opened up the paper to the page in the back It only took a minute for my finger to find My daily dose of destiny, under my sign My eyes just about popped out of my head It said "the stars are stacked against you girl, get back in bed" I feel lucky, I feel lucky, yeah No Professor Doom gonna stand in my way Mmmmm, I feel lucky today Well I strolled down to the corner, gave my numbers to the clerk The pot's eleven million so I called in sick to work I bought a pack of Camels, a burrito and a Barq's Crossed against the light, made a beeline for the park The sky began to thunder, wind began to moan I heard a voice above me saying, "girl, you better get back home" But I feel lucky, oh oh oh, I feel lucky, yeah No tropical depression gonna steal my sun away Mmmmm, I feel lucky today Now eleven million later, I was sitting at the bar I'd bought the house a double, and the waitress a new car Dwight Yoakam's in the corner, trying to catch my eye Lyle Lovett's right beside me with his hand upon my thigh The moral of this story, it's simple but it's true Hey the stars might lie, but the numbers never do I feel lucky, oh oh oh, I feel lucky, yeah Hey Dwight, hey Lyle, boys, you don't have to fight Hot dog, I'm feeling lucky tonight I feel lucky, brrrrr, I feel lucky, yeah Think I'll flip a coin, I'm a winner either way Mmmmmm, I feel lucky today |
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You've got a thing or two to learn about me baby
'Cause I ain't taking it no more and I don't mean maybe You don't know right from wrong Well the love we had is gone So blame it on your lying, cheating, cold dead beating, Two-timing, double dealing Mean mistreating, loving heart Well all I wanted was to be your one and only And all I ever got from you was being lonely Now that dream is laid to rest 'Cause you have failed the test Hey blame it on your lying, cheating, cold dead beating, Two-timing, double dealing Mean mistreating, loving heart Are you headed for a heartache, oh yeah Gonna get a bad break, oh yeah You made a bad mistake, oh yeah Well, you're never gonna find another love like mine Someone's gonna do you like you done me honey And when she does you like she'll do you, it ain't funny You need some sympathy But don't be calling me Hey blame it on your lying, cheating, cold dead beating Two-timing, double dealing Mean mistreating, loving heart Are you headed for a heartache, oh yeah Gonna get a bad break, oh yeah You made a bad mistake, oh yeah Well, you're never gonna find another love like mine Someone's gonna do you like you done me honey And when she does you like she'll do you, it ain't funny You need some sympathy But don't be calling me Hey blame it on your lying, cheating, cold dead beating Two-timing, double dealing Mean mistreating, loving heart Hey blame it on your lying, cheating, cold dead beating, Two-timing, double dealing Mean mistreating, loving heart |
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Baby please don't get too close to me
Cause that ring you're wearin' Says that you're not free But if I said I didn't want ya Well you know I'd be a liar You better run while there's still time Cause I can't stop this fire I want you bad I can't help myself But you belong to someone else I'd leave you alone, darling, if I could But I want you bad and that ain't good Baby please put away those ruby lips And those big blue eyes Are too hard to resist I'm not that kind of man Oh and usually I'm strong But it's gettin' hard to tell between What's right and what is wrong I want you bad I can't help myself, I want you bad girl that ain't good I want you bad bad bad that ain't good |
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| 3:59 |
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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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Well the beer's on the bar and the smoke fills the air
And there's a fool in every corner man I just don't care Tight pants, line dance, stetson hats and cowboy boots They got a Friday night, get right, honky tonk attitude Well the waitress never leaves you with a half-empty glass And every girl's on the dance floor shakin' her... well It's a two step, three step, outta step, country mood They got a Friday night, get right, honky tonk attitude Well now everybody knows that's where everybody goes Just to dance away their blues So leave your cares behind, it's just a state of mind What have you got to lose Hey bartender pour us another round, We're just get gettin' started don't shut us down We need a slow dance, romanced, last chance rendezvous We need a Friday night, get right, honky tonk attitude If you've got a Friday night, get right, honky tonk attitude Yeah you need a Friday night, get right, honky tonk attitude |
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| 4:02 |
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Running down the road
Same ole same ole I know it so well I think I could drive it blind Steady as a wall But underneath it all I'm gonna blow this roof off One of these nights [Chorus] But I can't deny that somewhere inside There's a wild man Mama always said son Don't you let it get outta hand If I go crazy, now and then baby You've got to understand Oh, I'm a wild man Yeah, that's-a what I am, I'm a wild man Coming through the door I know what it's all for Why I'm walking the line As far as the line will go Wound up so tight But I know tonight I don't have to hold back When I'm holding you close [Chorus] If I go crazy, now and then baby You've got to understand Oh, I'm a wild man Yeah, that's-a what I am, I'm a wild man [Chorus] If I go crazy, now and then baby You've got to understand Oh, I'm a wild man Yeah, that's-a what I am, I'm a wild man |
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| 4:23 |
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Saturday night and the moon is out
I wanna head on over to the Twist and Shout Find a two-step partner and a Cajun beat When it lifts me up I'm gonna find my feet Out in the middle of a big dance floor When I hear that fiddle wanna beg for more Gonna dance to a band from a-Lou'sian' tonight Well I never have wandered down to New Orleans Never have drifted down a bayou stream But I heard that music on the radio And I swore some day I was gonna go Down Highway 10 past Lafayette To Baton Rouge and I won't forget To send you a card with my regrets 'Cause I'm never gonna come back home Saturday night and the moon is out I wanna head on over to the Twist and Shout Find a two-step partner and a Cajun beat When it lifts me up I'm gonna find my feet Out in the middle of a big dance floor When I hear that fiddle wanna beg for more Gonna dance to a band from a-Lou'sian' tonight They got a alligator stew and a crawfish pie A gulf storm blowin' into town tonight Livin on the delta's quite a show They got hurricane parties every time it blows And here up north it's a cold cold rain And there ain't no cure for my blues today Except when the paper says: Beausoleil is coming into town Baby let's go down Saturday night and the moon is out I wanna head on over to the Twist and Shout Find a two-step partner and a Cajun beat When it lifts me up I'm gonna find my feet Out in the middle of a big dance floor When I hear that fiddle wanna beg for more Gonna dance to a band from a-Lou'sian' tonight Bring your mama, bring your papa, bring your sister too They got lots of music and lots of room When they play you a waltz from 1910 You gonna feel a little bit young again Well you learned to dance with your rock'n'roll You learned to swing with a do-si-do But you learn to love at the fais-so-do When you hear a little Jolie Blon Saturday night and the moon is out I wanna head on over to the Twist and Shout Find a two-step partner and a Cajun beat When it lifts me up I'm gonna find my feet Out in the middle of a big dance floor When I hear that fiddle wanna beg for more Gonna dance to a band from a-Lou'sian' tonight |
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