Sometimes it's a pair of old faded denim I know Is gonna fit me like a friend or some radio song You can't help but sing along Wishing they'd spin it
What I'd give to bring you flowers What I'd give to get you alone What I'd give to bring a smile across your face What I'd give to take you home What
Feels like I'm flying Wings made of light Brand new and shinin' Like a shot rung out through the night A heart that beats An incredible machine Made
I was born in the heart of a hurricane season In the house where my mama was raised That old September wind feels just like a long lost friend And I
I've got miles of trouble spreadin' far and wide Bills on the table gettin' higher and higher They just keep on comin', there ain't no end in sight I'
Friday, payday, Lordy gotta get away Had it with the wife thing, living on a shoe string What's a poor girl got to do just to have some fun? Well all
I was on a fast curve, lost my nerve on a dead end road I was goin? nowhere faster than two legs can go I never thought I?d slow down I?m glad, I finally
Oh I swear this town gets smaller everyday And I'm waitin for my chance, I'm gonna break away I'm so sick and tired of being told what's good for me People
Fire like lightening Burning up the night Smoke horizon Won't give up the fight Fire like lightening, burning up the night Smoke horizon, won't give
Girl like, girl like, girl like, girl like Girl like, girl like, girl like, girl like, girl like Up in the morning I'll be your coffee cup If you drink
Come on! Monday, hard to wake up Fill my coffee cup, I'm out the door Yeah, the freeway's standing still today It's gonna make me late and that's for
Every Christmas I come back to this town I come looking through some lost and found Wondering if you're still hanging around down here With the holiday
Go ahead and take your best shot, let 'er rip, give it all you've got I'm laid out on the floor but I've been here before I may stumble, yeah, I might
It ain't often I take time to answer calls on the request line But this one says that we're his best last chance So all you people in Radioland, turn
We drove all night to get to Corpus Christi My parents slept right through, they never missed me We were far from sleepin', when the truth began to creep
Well, it's two miles east to west Only four miles north to south And when you pass the only red light You will see the Pastor's house People look you
Headin' back to sugerland U.S.A. I been so lonesome ever since I went away This time, I'm a going back to stay With my sugar in sugerland U.S.A. I gotta