You got a way of running your mouthYou rant and rave,

Jimmy's not a high concept guyBut he's front page news, let

Doctor FeelgoodSleepin' on a concrete benchCan I get a witness?Miss South

in your eyesMakes me want to lose myselfMakes me want

There's a time when the light inside of us feels the

Any old timeYou got your tuned inBaby by your sideAnd your

Darlin', I'm feeling pretty lonesomeI'd call you on the phone someBut

I lie awake at night and wonderWhere my life will

There is an aching in my headFrom the bed I can't

am an old womanNamed after my motherMy old man

saw you this morningThough you were nowhere in sightBut

it on meHold up my faults for all to

Cold, cold, coldCold, cold, coldFreezing ... it was freezing coldIn that

Turn down the lights;Turn down the bedTurn down these voicesInside my

down the lightsTurn down the bedTurn down these voices

Turn down the lights, turn down the bedTurn down these voices

Well, You must leave now, take what you need, you think

Judges 1:1: Now after the death of Joshua it came to

Rainy night, I'm all aloneSittin here waiting for your voice on

When you get home babyWrite me a few of your linesWhen