to steal daddy's car, park it far from her

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

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

I'm going to be famous, do I have talent,

Let's have an oh oh oh-oh-Oklahoma ChristmasWe'll have an old-fashioned two-stepping

1: Dia you forget the reason that you're singingAnd

I been thinking 'bout usAnd you know I ain't

it's sunny in Seattle and it's snowing down in New

by lady RolexBody by Bow flexHair by Hollywood salonBag

you somethin' you can do with your handsMakes you

were just some oneSome friend of mine said take

summer day has come and gone away in Paris

can't have this conversationWithout lots of reservations on the

here to read Blake’s story about “The brother

rose out of bed, wipes the sleep out of

Man, I've been workin too hardTen hour days and I'm tiredDamn

God bless and keep you alwaysMay your wishes all

1: Ian hand lighters, headlight dreamersBackseat players, windshield singersSmall

used to keep my phone right next to meI

generations from a dirt road corn cropBoots ain't never