You got the bucket, baby I got the chicken You got the Smith and Wesson I got the ammunition Maybe we could shoot the town Or sit around finger lickin
have a lot, he'd smile and say But lord I have it all He's a hero In my mother's eyes He taught her how to raise me right and never compromise He always
ve got your reasons dangling from kite strings Can you open your hands and let them fly I know you won't always say and do the right things But some things
from me Wish I could take them back, yeah I wonder how you've been Since we kissed good-bye 'Cause the grass ain't any greener here on my side I thought
s life's so sweet, it's so sweet in the passenger seat Life's so, life's so Life's so sweet Sweet right here, right here
(Kristyn Osborn, Trina Harmon) I pull the covers 'cross the bed I tuck away the thoughts in my head And I live behind closed doors Knowing I will always