I never thought I'd need you But now I find I'm wrong Come on back, sweet mama Back where you belong I've gambled over this town And find that I can'
I never thought I'd need you but now I found I'm wrong Come on back sweet mama back where you belong I've gambled all over town find that I can't win
Granddaddy was Irish Cherokee Ran moonshine from here to Tennessee Spent half his life in the Montgomery county jail Grandma she got drunk and left All
Last train's eleven, it's now quarter past Why're you tryin' to make the evenin' move so fast And I'm in real trouble but I can't go back home They locked
Holiday season is coming our way Music and lights set the mood for the day There are so many things that I've gotta do To make Christmas special for you
think that i'm a loser cause my pants are really too low think that i'm a slob cause i got holes in my shoes think my cock is like i like my dirty shirt
The words are coming I feel terrible Is it typical for us to end like this Am I just another scene From a movie that you've seen 100 times Cause baby
I road down Haley street In my 5.O, no Got the ragtop down So my vegas can blow ,yea My wheels are spinning My rims are shining On the street,yea All
You're a mother fuckin' piece of shit And you'll never amount to nothing You're a mother fuckin' piece of shit And you'll never amount to nothing You
Think that I'm a loser 'Cause now my pants are too low Think that I'm a slob 'Cause I got holes in my shoes Think my cock is like Just like my dirty shirt
El amor volvio a triunfar, Y como un principiante me deje ganar Que estaria pensando yo esta vez. Volvio a ganar el amor, Y para variar no soy buen
Of all the love I have won or have lost There is one love I should never have crossed. He was a boy in a million, my friend, I should have known he would
Deja de mentir, ya no quiero seguir contigo No insistas mas porque es igual Ya no puedo confiar en ti Basta por favor, yo no creo en tus compromisos Me
Yeah, I'm a good loser born to be that way This dog, he never had his day Yeah, I'm a good loser so don't worry 'bout my pride Me, don't look back, you
When trouble come, you stick your head in the sand. You fuckin' jerk, you got your drink in your hand. And I'm fuckin' sick of hearin' you whine About
Manchmal schien das Ende ganz nah und wir haben's doch geschafft. Irgendwo war immer ein Weg um weiter zu geh'n. Wir zwei teilten Sorgen und Streit bis
I never thought I'd need you But now I find I'm wrong Come on back, sweet Mama Back where you belong I've rambled over town To find that I can't win
Deja de mentir, ya no quiero seguir contigo No insistas mas porque es igual Ya no puedo confiar en ti Basta por favor, yo no creo en tus compromisos
