She'd rather wear a pair of cut-off jeans Than a fancy evenin' dress And with her windows rolled down And her hair blown all around She's a hot southern mess She'll take a beer over white wine A campfire over candlelight And when it comes to love Oh, her idea of a romantic night Is listenin' to old Alabama, drivin' through Tennessee A little dixieland delight at the right time of the night And she can't keep her hands off of me And now we're rollin' down an old back road I got the steering wheel in one hand We'll find a hideaway where she and I can play In mother nature's band Now we're listenin' to old Alabama Parked somewhere in Tennessee A little dixieland delight and it feels so right And it's love in the first degree Forget about Sinatra or Coltrane Or some ol' righteous brothers song Even Barry White ain't gonna work tonight If you really wanna turn her on Play some back home, come on music That comes from the heart Play something with lots of feeling 'Cause that's where music has to start Now we're listenin' to old Alabama And we're drivin' through Tennessee A little dixieland delight and it feels so right And it's love in the first degree Yeah, you know we're listenin' to old Alabama (old Alabama) Drivin' through Tennessee (Tennessee) A little why lady, why, at the right time of the night Oh, and she can't keep her hands off of me, me, me Oh, play me some old Alabama Oh, play me some old Alabama Won't you play me some old Alabama? Oh, play Yee-haw So the one you loved just left you for another And you're down Or you lost your job and you need a drink You look around and start to think That no one understands what you been through

Drinkin' was forbidden in my Christian country home I learned to play the flattop on them good ol' Gospel songs And I heard about the barrooms just across the Georgia line Where a boy could make a livin' playin' guitar late at night Had to learn about the ladies, too young to understand Why the young girls fall in love with the boys in the band When the boys turn to music, the girls just turn away To some other guitar picker in some other late night place Yeah, I held on to my music, I let the ladies walk away Took my songs and dreams to Nashville then I moved on to L.A. Up to New York City, all across the U.S.A I've lost so much of me but there's enough of me to say That my home's in Alabama No matter where I lay my head My home's in Alabama Southern born and Southern bred What keeps me goin' I don't really know Can't be the money, Lord knows I'm always broke Could it be the satisfaction of bein' understood When the people really love you and let you know when it's good Oh I'll speak my Southern English as natural as I please I'm in the heart of Dixie, Dixie's in the heart of me And someday when I make it, when love finds a way Somewhere high on Lookout Mountain I'll just smile with pride and say That my home's in Alabama No matter where I lay my head My home's in Alabama Southern born and southern bred Southern born and southern bred Southern born and southern bred And my home's in Alabama No matter where I lay my head My home's in Alabama Southern born and southern bred Southern born and southern bred Southern born and southern bred

Let's roll the windows down, turn the radio up Let the wind blow through our hair Love is reckless, lets get reckless tonight There ain't nothing out here but a big ol' Texas sky There's a red sun painted across the pond tonight Well your daddy's got plans for you And mine thinks I'm at school They say it's reckless to chase a dream But this town's got nothing for you and me Let's roll the windows down, turn the radio up Let the wind blow through our hair There's a moon tonight and a road outside Baby, we're gettin' out of here I could care less where it leads us Love is reckless, let's get reckless tonight Let's take my Thunderbird and leave tonight I'll keep the pedal to the floor until we see morning light They can't live our lives for us If we let 'em we'll lose our love And love dies hard in this Texas sun I'd rather be reckless and on the run Let's roll the windows down, turn the radio up Let the wind blow through our hair There's a moon tonight and a road outside Baby, we're gettin' out of here I could care less where it leads us Love is reckless, let's get reckless tonight When you're crazy in love, you gotta take a chance Burn the bridge and don't look back Turn the radio up, roll the windows down Let the wind blow through our hair There's a moon tonight and a road outside Baby, we're gettin' out of here Roll the windows down Turn the radio up Love is reckless Let's get reckless Let's get reckless

How was I supposed to know you was a heartbreaker I didn't know, I couldn't know Now I'm laying on this killing floor and I wanna die Listen How I was supposed to know Was it by your sweet face or your eyes Oh, Lord How was I supposed to know you gimme my heart aching Mama couldn't tell me about the feeling And all them love sick songs Well, they got true meaning Oh why, why did you have to slice me wide, babe How was I supposed to know you gimme my first heart aching How was I supposed to know you was a heartbreaker Oh, I didn't know, I didn't know Now I'm on this killing floor and I wanna die Who ever said that we two were never meant I'll tell you how I know you're wrong, I'd fight you all I know the way things are, I'd fight the planets Why, why did you have to slice so wide, baby How was I supposed to know you was a heartbreaker Oh, how was I supposed to know you was a heartbreaker Oh, oh, I didn't know, I didn't know Why you gotta go and kill me so that I wanna die Oh, "I wanted to grow old with you'" you told me so But then you go How was I supposed to know

Astral 2-4-2 ah, bu 2-4-2 Ah, gecenin zifiri ya Ah, dumanım bitiyo ya Ah, paparoz getirir bu Gece de ekibim bitirim ya Ah, sokağın stili bu Her nefes de gerilim ya (kış, kış, kış, kış) Ah, köşede kirlenir O yıkamaz elinin kirini ya (kış, kış, kış, kış) Sonunda geliyo bak ghettonun içinden melodi ya Ah, uzaktan bana bakar der "Ati sen delisin" ya Ah, manita surat asar, ah attırır tepemi ya Ah, kafası bi' milyon o yine de yakalar ritimi ya Hevesim kaçarken yakaladım onu bu sefer doğrulmam ya Hedefe vururken tonla kez ıskalamak nedir bi' bana sor (ay) Olacak bi' ara bol para olmasam da imparator (ay, ya) İnanmazsan eğer bana gel bi'de kankalara sor Ih yap, geliyo çavolar peşinde memurlar muhattap olamam (ya) Alayı tav onlar bana özenirler kana kana (ah) Kankalar arabama, sanırım akıcak bu gece bana para Bakamam aramana, kafamız kıyak ve rotamız alabama (alabama) Bi' elimde Malibu, bi' elimde kush Sen en iyisi fazla gölge yapma çekil bi' kenara puşt Tepeye doğru kanat çırpar yükselir her an bu kuş Her rakibim tuş, Alabama bu rotamız puşt Bi' elimde Malibu, bi' elimde kush Sen en iyisi fazla gölge yapma çekil bi' kenara puşt Tepeye doğru kanat çırpar yükselir her an bu kuş Her rakibim tuş, Alabama bu rotamız puşt Kopartmaz sana bi' kuruş (ah), yapar her gece bir iki (ah) Müşteri onu hep bulur (ya), gece suları bir iki (ah yeah) Ateşi yak (ya), kod adım 2-4-2 (ah) Digga sen önüne bak (ah), sistemin para ve isim Para ve isim gelir yakarım ben olmam fitil, sanarsın boss Beni sokağım bu duruma deli, çeneyi sıkı tutana dost denir (ah) Kafası karışık bebenin, kanına karışır o yüksek doz (ah) Bu bokun amacı olucak sonuna kadar bak elime koz (ay) Manita poz verir, adım atarım o konsere (ah) Yorulma boş yere eskimez sesim geçse on sene (ah) Çavoyu tanımadım (ah), darılmış yok yere (ah) Tadınını alamadıysan (ah) o zaman bong dene (o zaman bong) Bi' elimde Malibu, bi' elimde kush Sen en iyisi fazla gölge yapma çekil bi' kenara puşt Tepeye doğru kanat çırpar yükselir her an bu kuş Her rakibim tuş, Alabama bu rotamız puşt Bi' elimde Malibu, bi' elimde kush Sen en iyisi fazla gölge yapma çekil bi' kenara puşt Tepeye doğru kanat çırpar yükselir her an bu kuş Her rakibim tuş, Alabama bu rotamız puşt

Young boy Young girl It's your time It's your time to shine Time is on your side You got to live your life with pride Ar-ar-ar-ar-a (Or-or-or-or-o) Come on now Ar-ar-ar-ar-a (Or-or-or-or-o) Hey young boy Young girl It's your time It's your time to shine Time is on your side You got to live your life with pride Time is on your side It's your time to shine But you've got to be wise Seek knowledge seek good advice Enemies will disguise On your weakness they will capitalize They will try to surprise So you've got to be wise And above them you will rise Young boy Young girl It's your time It's your time to shine Time is on your side It's your time to shine But you've got to be wise Seek knowledge seek good advice Enemies will disguise On your weakness they will capitalize They will try to surprise So you've got to be wise And above them you will rise It's your time to shine Ar-ar-ar-ar-a (Or-or-or-or-o) Ar-ar-ar-ar-a (Or-or-or-or-o) Ar-ar-ar-ar-a (Or-or-or-or-o) Everybody now Ar-ar-ar-ar-a (Or-or-or-or-o) Young boy Young girl It's your time It's your time to shine Time is on your side You got to live your life with pride Time is on your side It's your time to shine But you've got to be wise Seek knowledge seek good advice Enemies will disguise On your weakness they will capitalize They will try to surprise So you've got to be wise And above them you will rise Young boy Young girl It's your time It's your time to shine It's your time to shine Time is on your side You got to live your life with pride Young boy Young girl It's your time It's your time

Hype Beatz ODin' off blessings but still attract all these enemies Say they gang, they cap, don't know you, bitch, you ain't no kin to me All these niggas frauds, these bitches too, act like they frenemies Say, how one day you solid, the next day switchin' up energy? I don't talk too much, know a few niggas who would sin for me He talk, his block hit up, now all they got of him is memories Foenem gon' slide for us, don't do no talk, no cares for sympathy I know that I'm sinnin', don't give a fuck you think I'm trippin' Nigga, I'm the one who done it Lord, have mercy Fuck a opp, we hit his block, a nigga talk, then we gon' spin it No, I can't love you (The love that pulls you) They want smoke but duck the Glock When that shit pop, believe I'm flippin' All this pain, look what you're doing to me I'm stuck in this illusion, having lucid dreams I started, can't restart, I don't know who I'll be Them feelings can't make much You blind but I can see, I can see, woah-woah He love the Glock, I send three shots then comprehend in slow-mo They say you opp but don't know shit When you speak 'bout shit they don't know Like broken cigarettes, comin' clouds out the [?] like boom, boom You at the scene, have to forget, the only way to move on Please do so They talk like they know who I am but I know you don't They speakin' with me as somethin' like a psycho, you know Continuous, it's fucking up my mind, dude (My mind, dude) Betrayed by whom I love, that's why I feel empty They fraud and it shows, I move on although tricked me A fool, yeah, I know, fool of love and it's sickenin' It's true, yeah, I know, I'm the one who they wishin' Look, I know my time comin' And I know I'll go, not normal to them I'm a psycho, not normal to them I'm a psycho (A psycho) Lord, have mercy Fuck a opp, we hit his block, a nigga talk, then we gon' spin it No, I can't love you (The love that pulls you) They want smoke but duck the Glock When that shit pop, believe I'm flippin' All this pain, look what you're doing to me I'm stuck in this illusion, having lucid dreams I started, can't restart, I don't know who I'll be Them feelings can't make much You blind but I can see, I can see, woah-woah