need no tab, don't need no VISANo bouncer looking

you're getting over him and I'm getting over herThe

would say I'm lyingIf I tried to tell 'em

never liked the taste of whiskey til I kissed

1: Blake never thought you'd pick up the phoneIt's

red, red, red, red, red, red, red, 1:

likes it when I call in sick to workSpend

saw you sitting there sipping red wine down at

the weather outside is frightfulBut the fire is so delightfulAnd

1: Blake looking for the KingThe new MessiahWe're following

got her new jeans onLooking so right it’s wrongUmmm

I've been thinking 'bout it and it's been too

brings back an old feelingRunning into you like thisI'm

rose out of bed, wipes the sleep out of

1: Blake always been a rollin' stoneWith a reckless

I won't back downNo, I won't back downYou can

on a plane, I'm at a barAnd I'm just

an old route two-laneTaking out past where the radio

cut me loose and caught herself a somewhere windI

don't need no sunny dayShe gonna light the