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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 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 front door,
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' 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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Lets go
Nightmare
Rock
Dressed head to toe
Black on black
Three bunnies in the
back of my Cadillac
Which means its going to
be a good story to tell
Cash ....on the highway to hell
Careful what you wish for when you dream
I make the good girls bad and the bad girls worse
nice guys are last cuz 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 and blue tattooed
and just don't care
I'm your all American nightmare
If you wanna run away I can give you a ride
I'm a one way ticket to the darker side
come with me baby lets lose some sleep
don't mistake me for a dream
I make the good girls bad and the bad girls worse
nice guys are last cuz 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 and blue tattooed
and just don't care
I'm your 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 im an outcast
smokin' grass livin
for free I got everything you want
but nothing that you need (stick to me baby)
Oh
I make the good girls bad
and the bad girls worse
nice guys are last cuz 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 and blue tattooed
and just don't care
I'm your all American nightmare
I'm your all American nightmare
I'm your all American nightmare
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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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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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Verse 1:
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
Chorus:
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
Verse 2:
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
Chorus:
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
Chorus:
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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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
[Chorus]
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
[Chorus]
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
[Chorus]
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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
[Pre-Chorus]
But it's too little too late
Too bad that we couldn't save it
Are we really gonna leave this way
Give it all up and drive away
[Chorus]
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, and turn it around?
I know there's gotta be more to this thing
Than two hearts goin' their seperate ways
Red tail lights in the pourin' rain
Baby just roll that window down
I really wanna talk this thing out
We ain't gonna get nowhere screamin'
But if you believe every word you heard
I'm probably better off, that you're leavin'
[Chorus]
Too little too late
Too bad that we couldn't save it
Are we really gonna leave this way
Give it all up and drive away
[Chorus]
[Pre-Chorus]
You're waitin' by the car as I pull in
This is where the ending begins
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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 free 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
[Chorus]
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
[Chorus]
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
[Chorus]
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Sittin' here with an empty bottle
Down to my last cigarette
No missed calls on alcohol
I guess I saw that I got left
Know I saw what 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
[Chorus]
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
[Chorus]
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
[Chorus]
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By the time that the songs came on we were stoned out of our minds
I know it's only rock and roll but it's the soundtrack of our lives
And no matter how crazy life gets I can feel right at home sweet home
Everytime 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 knocking on heavens door
Walk this way still to this day makes me wanna drink all night long
Everytime I put that record 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 yeah
Turn turn turn the page were back to that first time and place
When you felt like you were living in that song
Put that record on
Life's been a crazy train barely kept it on the tracks
If you think it's the same that I act this way blame it on back in black
Thought I did everything I did and I forget what I done wrong
Everytime I put that record 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 yeah
Turn turn turn the page were back to that first time and place
When you felt like you were living in that song
Put that record on
Let it play
Take me back
To yesterday
Come on baby sing
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 yeah
Turn turn turn the page were back to that first time and place
When you felt like you were living in that song
Put that record on
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Passed out layin' in a strip club parking lot missin' my shoes and my shirt.
Woke up face down, empty bottles all around and why the hell does my head hurt?
You know I've been there a time or two.
Believe it or not, we're just like you.
(Chorus)
It's a good life. Getting so high the ground is outta site.
It's a good life. Wakin' up askin' what happened last night.
It's a good life. Think I might have met my future ex-wife.
Wish we could remember these days, but we never will.
(No, no)
Woke up by surprise to a girl I didn't recognize.
Probably should remember her name.
I know it isn't right but every night when we're loaded every single night,
they all start to look the same.
You know you've been there a time or two.
Believe it or not, we're just like you.
It's a good life. Getting so high the ground is outta site.
It's a good life. Wakin' up askin' what happened last night.
It's a good life. I think I might have met my future ex-wife.
Wish we could remember these days, but we never will.
It may be too late to save my soul,
Better live it up before I get too old
So now it's our time to lose control
but who gives a fuck cause it's rock n roll.
(Yeah! Yeah!)
It's a good life. Getting so high the ground is outta site.
It's a good life. Wakin' up askin' what happened last night.
It's a good life. I think I might have met my future ex-wife.
Wish we could remember these days, but we never will.
Wish we could remember these days, but we never will.
Wish we could remember these days, but we never will.
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By the time that the songs came on we were stoned out of our minds
I know it's only rock and roll but it's the soundtrack of our lives
And no matter how crazy life gets I can feel right at home sweet home
Everytime 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 knocking on heavens door
Walk this way still to this day makes me wanna drink all night long
Everytime I put that record 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 yeah
Turn turn turn the page were back to that first time and place
When you felt like you were living in that song
Put that record on
Life's been a crazy train barely kept it on the tracks
If you think it's the same that I act this way blame it on back in black
Thought I did everything I did and I forget what I done wrong
Everytime I put that record 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 yeah
Turn turn turn the page were back to that first time and place
When you felt like you were living in that song
Put that record on
Let it play
Take me back
To yesterday
Come on baby sing
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 yeah
Turn turn turn the page were back to that first time and place
When you felt like you were living in that song
Put that record on
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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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