Hurry on home, all the love is gone Hurry on home for me This village has a voice, it's ringing through my ears Hurry on home for me Too many faces I
I've been riding around with the top down Like I always do My love at my side, but only this time My friends say something's changed you They said you
Shane howard The sun goes down on a cloudless sky The tide is in the waters high The fisherman are back in town Tonight they'll either drink or drown
IT'S THE TALK OF THE TOWN WRITERS JERRY LIVINGSTON, MARTY SYMES,AL J. NEIBURG I can't show my face can't go anyplace people stop and stare it's so hard
Rampage Yeah motherfuckas is talk, bullshit Saddam We hear that, we gotta take these niggas to war I'm wit ya, Flipmode, check it out Fuck the jacks
Such a drag to want something sometime One thing leads to another I know Was a time wanted you for mine Nobody knew You arrived like a day And passed
SUCH A DRAG TO WANT SOMETHING SOMETIME ONE THING LEADS TO ANOTHER I KNOW WAS A TIME WANTED YOU FOR MINE NOBODY KNEW YOU ARRIVED LIKE A DAY AND PASSED
Intro: Rampage Yeah motherfuckas is talk, bullshit Saddam We hear that, we gotta take these niggas to war I'm wit ya, Flipmode, check it out Fuck the
: SUCH A DRAG TO WANT SOMETHING SOMETIME ONE THING LEADS TO ANOTHER I KNOW WAS A TIME WANTED YOU FOR MINE NOBODY KNEW YOU ARRIVED LIKE A DAY AND
: Intro: Rampage Yeah motherfuckas is talk, bullshit Saddam We hear that, we gotta take these niggas to war I'm wit ya, Flipmode, check it out Fuck the
