We bought to back it on up in the parkin' lot Got the beer on ice and the grill is hot On your mark, get set, baby, ready or not We gonna get some We
Shoulda got up, shoulda clocked in, But took you another long weekend. You called in sick again and went fishin' instead Got a cane pole, and an igloo
I?m on a haystack kickin? back three bails high A flatbed stage and a full moon light Party on the farm all night long With the moonshine flowin' till
Well I'm always broke and that's the truth So what's a poor boy supposed to do When he wants to show the one he loves how much he cares Well all day long
Well, I miss my Mama and all of my friends And that tiny little town I grew up in Will always be where I call home But I've sacrificed so many years To
She said I'm gonna get my MBA A corner office and a 401K A beach house and a BMW A BMW Right after that I'm gonna fall in love I'll get married join
She's got her hair pulled back into pigtails Servin' up lunches and mixin' up cocktails For business men in business suits All week long she's droppin
rollin rollin here they come outta pickup trucks into the clubs sweet little small town hotties (so hot) from the hollar from the sticks in cowboy boots
There's a million different types of girls All around the world and they're all so beautiful No one knows any better than me 'Cause I stare so constantly
'74 Ford truck, rusted out an' beat up Fire engine red, been a part of the family for years I was sixteen, it was my turn Four on the floor an' I had
Hayo, haya, melech rasha, melech rasha Charbo chada, umlutasha, umlutasha Mihu? Antiochus, Antiochus Let us remember reign of terror, reign of terror
(New words & music by Yarrow/DeCormier) Hayo, haya, melech rasha, melech rasha. Charbo chada, umlutasha, umlutasha Mihu? Antiochus, Antiochus. Let us
'74 Ford truck, rusted out an' beat up. Fire-engine red, been a part of the family for years. I was sixteen, it was my turn. Four on the floor an' I had
Tradução: Neal McCoy. Cola en la puerta trasera.
Tradução: Peter, Paul \u0026amp; Mary. Hayo, Haya.
J?su on the run a cause c?est ca qui faut faire J?su sur la route pour oublier mes miseres J?su on the run a cause c?est ca qui faut faire Loin d?icitte
I hold on to you loosely Cause I know how you are baby If you feel that forever kinda something That gypsy girl inside of you starts running And you