Off to the races I'm going places Might be a long shot Not gonna waste it This is the big break And it's calling my name Yeeeaah So far so great
I love you like oil coming down hard Need you so fast, need you so right away Like a road train, I need you, babe Let's burn it all away but I love you
Standin' by your window in pain, a pistol in your hand And I beg you, dear Molly, girl Try and understand your man the best you can Across The Great
Better People (Great Grandmother song) Yeah Yeah! Yeah Yeah! [Verse 1:] I wish there was a video game to teach you your ancestors name I wish there
He's all dressed up, buying flowers for the first time His pick-ups polished, hmm, shining like a new dime There ain't no doubt he's got a secret, ain
Who do you think you are What do you think this is A game you can play Tryin' to steal him away Well, I don't need a heartache like this Well,
The great British mistake was looking for a way out, Was getting complacent, not noticing The pulse was racing. The mistake was fighting. The change,
Come on I'm lookin' for a lover Who can rev his little engine up He can have a '55 Chevy Or a fancy little pick-up truck He's got a cool Cadillac With
I'm not sayin' I have all the answers And I don't care who's right or wrong I'm tryin' to pick up the pieces already fallin' And put them back where they
Hallelujah, hallelujah God bless the child who suffers Hallelujah, hallelujah God bless the young without mothers Hallelujah, hallelujah Let every man
Girl, it's true, I can't deny I've been around a couple of times So you're afraid, this love in me Tomorrow we'll no longer be My heart beats stronger
Now you say you're lonely You cried the whole night through Well, you can cry me a river, cry me a river I cried a river over you Now you say you're
Love me or leave me and let me be lonely You won't believe me but I love you only I'd rather be lonely than happy with somebody else You might find the
Loving you, loving you ain't easy But I don't mind if I can stay here by your side Every lonely road you walk along I'll be there too Just say the word
Talking to myself and feeling old Sometimes I'd like to quit, nothing ever seems to fit Hanging around, nothing to do but frown Rainy days and Mondays
(Eddie Cochran) Well I'm gonna raise a fuss and I'm gonna raise a holler I've been working all summer just to try to earn a dollar Well the time will
Ms. Princess that's me Ms. Princess, fuck you if you nasty Need 411, son, just ask me I'm everywhere you wanna be Ms. Princess that's me Ms. Princess
(C. Kirschner) Produced by Curtis Curtis and Concetta (BMI) DrumsKeys: Curtis Curtis and Concetta End Live DrumsGuitar: Concetta Percussion: Curtis End
