know nobody's perfect, but everybody isSometimes the hardest work

my heart was just a destinationShe had herself one

kisses taste like whiskeyBurning through my veinsShe don't know

something 'bout yesterdayHow fast it all flies awayI don't

Blake 1: Blake the boys 'round here don't

so many things we can do this ChristmasJust once I

hey, I'm out here bailing hayAnd all my friends

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

says she hates to sleep alone but she'll do

by lady RolexBody by Bow flexHair by Hollywood salonBag

look out across corn rows from a dirt roadBabies

meets her at the front door, he can tell

a Mississippi morningMy dad yelled out a warning"Son, you

get home at five-thirtyFix a drink and sit down

time has no end and if time has no

thing about dreamersWhen the dream is in their sightsJust

Friday night when I see her outEven in a

Well it must've been 100 in that summer sunAnd I've been

someone comes along and tries to love you like i

knows ya gotta let 'em goAnd they kinda roll by